Brilliant red fins waved in the water like banners of coming royalty. Instead, it was Andromeda. Lazily she floated along the warm currents, letting the ocean decide where to take her. The beauty of her appearance didn't give much indication of what was going on inside of her head, for the mer was merely thinking of what her next meal might be. She could care less of the dangers that might lurk around this close to the coast, but what was life if not exciting?
Almost apathetically, Andromeda finally took control of her own body and destination. Another glimmer of fins caught her attention, and she angled herself to swim towards the mershark. "What brings you out here?" She asked, tone dripping in gold and honey.
Almost apathetically, Andromeda finally took control of her own body and destination. Another glimmer of fins caught her attention, and she angled herself to swim towards the mershark. "What brings you out here?" She asked, tone dripping in gold and honey.
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Soft ones, curled lips can’t get ‘em back
