Mumbo Jumbo or truth? Who knows. Mostly I think it’s a state of mind, but even some of my characters are leery of the day.
~When I approached Nick for a flash, he growled and told me not to come back until tomorrow. Zeva called him a pussy in a sing-songy voice and all hell broke loose. They are now playing chase through the woods like two silly beasts.
~Pretty Penny…oops, Penelope is hip deep in Aussie withdrawals, so Friday the 13th is not a good day for her.
~Adair is shocked and irritated that Meghan didn’t scream, but passed out instead. He has things to do, lessons to teach the teacher no matter what day it is…
~Mother Nature is taking on Father Time in a verbal smackdown and didn’t want to take the time to debunk the 13th mystery for us.
I did however find one desperate dolphin that is not having a very good day. Here’s to hoping the elusive sea monster will come out and play! ~wink~
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Finley Fairaday squelched the urge to buck and wiggle as the ultra thin nylon cords tightened against her soft hide. She just had to follow this stinking tunnel away from the warm waters of the Pacific, didn’t she? Instead of kicking back and swimming rings around her precious islands, she’d gotten a twitch in her tail to check out the mainland.
She’d wanted to see if there really was a sea monster living in the tunnels along the coast. And did these tunnels stretch all the way inland into Montana of all places? How cool would it be to see a part of the world not butted up against the ocean? She could see real mountains, and fluffy white snow—and be cold without having to dive deep to achieve it.
What she hadn’t planned on was the damn fish net blocking her way. Why was it here of all places and how could she break free? Without the use of her human hands she was all but stuck and doomed to quickly asphyxiate. Her dolphin body could last only seven minutes without air and that was in the direst of emergencies. She was currently pushing her way past the four minute mark.
If she shifted, she would be totally out of air and with no way back into her dolphin self. Yep, she was screwed…Friday the 13th strikes again. And where was the dreaded sea monster of which everyone spoke? Couldn’t she, in her last moments, at least see the beast? Hell, she’d even offer herself up as a snack.
Chewed or drowned—ugh, what a choice to make in her last moments.
7 comments:
Oh no! Finley is in need of immediate rescue... okay, okay, Nessie's always know when someone is searching for them so they can avoid them... or mate... or meet family and friends...
The instant Sivakka sensed the little dolphin's interest in her kind, she realized the brainy creature wasn't using her 'sea street' smarts. Nearly dropping the mug of ale she was about to serve, Sivakka plunked her tray on the table. She ran, elbowing her way through the arriving shifters. "Emergency!" she shouted to Alexos, Dante's alpha manager. In moments she raced toward the tunnel that led to her lake. She'd discovered the underwater cave that dropped into an ocean channel.
Yay!! Nessie to the rescue...I see a friendship soon to be started. :)
Yep, sea creatures need to stick together!
Dang fishing net. Who the heck uses nets to fish with anyway....
Here, here, Rebecca! Dang those nets. I think the largest user of nets these days are the tuna fisherman... It must make it easier to catch, but it's murder on the dolphin population. :(
Hurry, Nessie! Save the dolphin!
A dolphin on land... handled seriously, it could lead to a star-crossed-lovers plot involving a sea-shifter and a land-shifter -- or a bird-shifter. At least wolves, cats, horses, etc. can swim. Handled humorously, I think the Simpsons did it on one of their Treehouse of Terror shows.
Hehe... You know, Finley has yet to share with me the dirty deets on how she's going to go from fin to foot. I hope she does it soon! ;)
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