BUT ... The pod is all too swift and plots without hesitation upon the most marbled of hammerheads that will keep all fed. Marked and given fair warning, the king tide of the morning sweeps the pod upon them faster than mollusks gasping for fresh nourishment wince. Sharks gather to flood the floor of the bay with too many fins for the mighty orca to sort which to strike first upon. The electric pulse causes the fins to convulse in harmony, discordant to the orcas that seek to pounce so quickly and leave the sea’s killing floor. They all dance over majestic kelp beds that graze the surface, leading the way so clearly to deeper waters and the threat of the long lines and nets. The largest female orca slips below and takes hold of the biggest hammerhead she can make out in the flurry. Her cull is well-chosen as the squires of the pod help to land another robust kill that moves quickly, but is obviously too old and sickly to outswim their charge. Each target they take is shared as the group moves so rapidly to avoid the long lines and nets groaning ever closer. The reef keeps its spines stout as the nets crash and scrape over ancient divots where eels and seahorses cower. FOLLOW FOR MORE: IG: @UZIEGO | TUMBLR: @SAVAGESNEVERSLEEPNYC HAMMERTIME - @JOEVAUX
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