anonbeadraws: Whale Shark has never been especially kind.She had almost always lived alone, lea
anonbeadraws: Whale Shark has never been especially kind.She had almost always lived alone, leaving her pod early. She preferred the quiet of alone, no hassle, no fuss. She didn’t really try to be cruel either, didn’t go out of her way to be an asshole.Her way of thinking was that, if she left other creatures alone, she would be granted the same curtesy; to live unbothered, to eat her meals of filtered krill (no killing there) and travel the seas in peace. Not out of niceness, but out of ease. This rule she lived by altered, when she was caught by the two legs.Later, she would suppose it was because of her species, whale sharks were slow to attack and considered peace loving by others. She had been out catching her lunch, in the open ocean, when they got her, when their harpoons and spears cut through her flesh and their barbed nets caught against her skin. she was at first, in simple shock, and did nothing as they hauled her over onto the deck of their ship.Then she felt rage.The Whale Shark had never felt rage before, had never had to sit with that intense anger, red and bleeding in her mind.and then they bled.By the time they had her packed in their water filled cage, steel barring her way from fulfilling the needs of the red pounding in her skull, she had killed five of those bastards, had snapped them in half, said halves littering their ship. she had heard their weak bones snap and felt the hot redness, and oh, it was the red of that anger, that rage, she was certain, of their insides on her skin. And she was amazed at how good it had felt.she had never considered her strength in such a way, had only been aware of it in the fathoms she swam and the miles she travelled, and had been rather in awe of it as they used their pulleys to lower her down into the bowels of the ship.And she knew if they came to her again, and within reach?They would not underestimate her again.the whale shark would become the most violent player in the games. she did not limit the violence to humans, although they were her favourite prey. Often smaller, weaker mermaids, who got on her wrong side would suffer badly at her strength. The Eel is her friend though, they get on well, teaming up during the games and laughing about their kill count in their time out. they get on great.From my gladiator mermaid concept, bit of a redesign for her -- source link