your heart, it's like a drum
the chase has just begun
It’s not often she is stirred to care about the happenings of the world. Truthfully, she would not even have stirred now had she not accidentally stumbled upon the new and strange. Life beneath the waves has long existed as a world apart from the one above. Waverly is only aware of this because she has had the unique opportunity to experience both in equal measure. An opportunity that had convinced her long ago that life in the sea is vastly preferable to one on the land.
Most days, at least. When hunting is plentiful and trials are few.
Today however, she is uncertain. She had not noticed when the sea claimed the south and an underwater kingdom had risen from obscurity. Of course, that isn’t terribly surprising when one knows the scope of underwater existence. What causes disaster in one place may bring barely more than a ripple to another.
So, to find a kingdom beneath the waves is something of a surprise to her. She does not care for surprises at all. Not even ones that shouldn’t come as a surprise. But then, Waverly has not always been the most logical of creatures. She prefers instinct. Instinct has never failed her.
Until now.
With cautious flicks of her finned limbs, she slips through the beds of coral, golden eyes roving warily over gently swaying plants too structured to be natural. She has seen enough of the ocean by now to know the difference. Predator she may be, but she has not survived the deep by being a foolish one. She is not the most dangerous creature that exists in these waters. Even her wide jaw and jagged teeth are no match for a behemoth shark or giant squid.
But this is no cephalopod’s lair, of that she is certain. No, something else built this. And Waverly, despite her many misgivings, is determined to discover what it is.
Waverly