"Lo, Brother Shark-" he rumbled, sparing a look to the frantic boy as he bleated about 'the girls'. "Something... wrong?" he asked. Lonely had finally caught up to the little group. He was blinking softly, peering from one bigger sibling, to his parents, then back to Fairy Shark.
Another small form had begun to roam- a small, dark filly, a smattering of paler cream speckles and a brown belly, out of Fisheye's cavern. Her blue eyes squinted in the sun, and then, she set out. Two of her sisters had run off. Where had they got to? Were they having fun without her? She wanted fun! With a flick of her long, heavy tail, she picked a direction, and started out.
Appeal wrote:Lo, another sister for poor Bass to be missing, or for Fishy and Herring to play with?
Beejoux wrote:Behold, help and hindrance in turns.