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🦈Meeting a Mershark🦈

• You were lost at sea. One minute your little boat just started going down and you were left desperately clinging to an orange emergency raft. For several long days you baked in the sun and shivered yourself to sleep at night. On the third morning you drank the last of the fresh water you had; that’s when you saw the fin. For several hours it circled your boat giving a curious nudge here or there.
• Suddenly you heard a splash and the raft rocked violently; you were pretty sure this was the end. “Hey. You still alive?” Your eyes snapped open. Resting their arms on the edge of your raft was probably the most beautiful woman you’d ever seen. She proceeded to poke you with a bit of wood. You jerked back rapidly and she let out a surprised yelp before disappearing back beneath the waves. You figured dehydration was setting in already.
• She popped up again on the other side of the raft. “So, you are alive. Cool. Uhm favor to ask. Can I have your orange floaty?” She cocked her head quizically and set a webbed hand on the raft, her dark eyes peering into you. You told her that this ‘floaty’ was the only thing keeping you from drowning. This got her to turn her head again sending her dark hair cascading onto her shoulders. “Well just swim you goof.”
• It was then that she bent her body upwards showing off the large muscular body of a shark. You explained that all you had were two wimpy fins that would give out after awhile. “So lemme get this straight, you can’t give me this…” she longingly gazed at the raft “because you can’t swim?” You nodded. Suddenly she burst out laughing showing off rows of sharp teeth inside her mouth. “Ohohoho that’s one of the funniest things I’ve ever heard. Oh wow… ok. Hey, here’s a deal for ya. I’ll get you back to land and you give me this.” Sounds like a fair deal to you.
• With that she grabbed several of the ropes attached to the raft and looked back at you, a smug grin on her face. “I’m Isury by the way, so… where to non-swimmer?” She was incredibly strong and pulled you and the raft through the water with ease. If you had to describe the experience you’d liken it to a speedboat.
• Within the day you were within sight of shore. The sun was beginning to set as you were clambering onto an empty stretch of beach. You walked over to a dock where Isury was waiting for you. “Alrighty non-swimmer. Happy currents. Oh by the way…” she opened her mouth and plucked a loose tooth and tossed it your way. “Keep that to remember me by, and hey, maybe I’ll see you and those cute little useless fins again.” She gave you a wink, and with your deflated raft under her arm, slipped beneath the surface.
• Little did you know you’d be seeing Isury again very soon…. to be continued???

I’ve been thinking about mersharks a lot so I wrote a thing 😎👍as always feedback welcome!