What would the photographer and Eclipse's dynamic be like if they WERE a humpback whale? 👀
A humpback whale siren and an orca siren do not mix—natural enemies and very antagonizing towards each other.
You've stolen food from the lone orca siren simply because you could. He snarled but you had your pod with you—you were safe from his gnashing teeth.
He returns the favor during the off chances you break off from your pod for but a moment of peace and quiet and a little snacking, but then he's there and your food is gone and you're furious. He's already flipping away before your pod rushes to your side, worried for safety. He only seems to target you out of all the other sirens in your pod. It's a bit of an obsession, but you survive his jabs as well as he endures your strikes.
It goes back and forth, always. One of you is pissing off the other in some form or another. It would be fun if you weren't deadly opponents, not that you have the teeth or claws he possesses, but your large size keeps you relatively safe.
Until it's the very reason you're in danger.
It's nothing short of a freak accident. The storm, the wave, and the ice align just right, and you are too close to the surface when you know to take cover instead of taking a breath.
The power of the angry, storming waters sweeps you onto frozen solid land. You're breached. You do your best to drag yourself but your tail is heavy and your arms are built for swimming, not this. This... this is bad.
You're stuck for hours, then a day, then a night. In your wavering vision, you think you catch two glowing orbs in the distance, floating above the water you so desperately long to reach but can't. You wishto sing a mourning song. You don't have the energy.
Then you hear him. The orca siren. You groan and peer out, sprawled out on your stomach and trying to rest on your arms while your tail lies useless on the ice. He's out there, out of reach, but he's calling your name. You can't bear the thought of him taunting you as you struggle to keep your eyes open. While he makes a few stinging observations of your current situation, you heave a breath and simply wait for him to grow bored with tormenting you and leave you to your fate. That's all that can be done now...
He disappears. You're stung that he left that quickly. You thought your antagonizing was something special—a joke you can't get yourself to waste a breath chuckling at.
He must see the signs as well as you.
But distantly, you hear cracking. Ice. It splinters somewhere close beside you, muffled by layers and layers of frozen floor and dark water far below. It's a dream, you decide. A hopeful delusion. The shattering ice grows louder and then there are hands and they grab you and you feel safe. With great strength, the hands haul your sorry carcass down into blissful darkness where the water touches your skin and tail. You know that voice. It surrounds you, engulfs you. Arms hold you close, and even tighter when you slip away into unconsciousness.
And you thought you two were enemies.
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