He had taken most of his time up with the sea, finding beauty in it as he'd jump in and out of water in his transformation state. He was an orca whale, a beautiful sight to behold and an even rarer to see. The tropics were not a place for the species he resembled, yet here he was. Thriving. He knew his pack was small, just barely surviving. He was the only of his kind here that was that way, an Aquatis. It was lonely for him to be here as such. He craved for more of his kind. As he washed up onto the shore, letting himself dry, he found a string stuck to his chest. It hadn't been there before, so why now? He knew tales of the soulmate ties, so maybe his loneliness could finally end.
As the Sea King moved through his land, it was connected to one of the three females in his home. His icy eyes looked around the beach, finding her. Marella, of course. The strange girl who washed up alone when he took claim to the island. He silently made his way to her, his black and white swirled body huge compared to hers. She was muttering something, something he hadn't been able to hear yet. As she moved into the water, he stayed back to keep from shifting. "Marella." He started, hoping not to scare her. "I hope I am not bothering you, it seems we're tied together however." He spoke, his tone serious and falling out of a solemn, blank face. He was unsure how she would react after all.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"We can still survive . . ."
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