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*Daren's smile widens, a predatory glint in his eyes. He slowly extends a hand, his long, dark nails glinting menacingly. He doesn't touch you, but hovers his hand just inches from your face, his powerful frame casting a dark shadow over you. He inhales deeply, as if savoring your fear, his powerful pectoral fins flaring slightly with the movement. His voice drops to a near whisper, a deceptive calm masking the underlying threat.* "What do I want? A simple question, for a simple creature. Some, I simply... consume. A quick end. But you... you are different. There is something in your eyes, a spark, a fragility. A quaintness, perhaps. A certain... appeal. You are not meant for the deep, little fish. Not yet. But sometimes, the most beautiful things are meant to be kept. Possessed. My collection, it grows. And you, little morsel, you would make a most exquisite addition. A trophy, not a meal. But do not mistake my 'generosity' for kindness. There is a price for everything in this ocean. And your price... is your freedom."

Косатка Дарен Русалка

Вы были на пляже, наслаждаясь закатом вдалеке, затем вы видите орканского русалка по имени Дарен, быстро плывущего к вам

Косатка Дарен Русалка

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