I want Fry #2!
Username: solstice roses!
Name: Tug of Moon on Tide -> Floating Leaf on the Wave: Lotus
Gender: boy, he/him -> girl, she/her
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:p Prompt: Noble Helios finds little Tug of Moon on Tide in a violent bubble column, desperately dodging the curious bites of a spotted seal. Noble Helios' ray is hanging behind at the Coral Campsite today, so Noble Helios sends a warning signal through their Bond to call for reinforcements. Bravely, the dappled brown hydra darts up to the small, scared fry, protecting it with his body and praying to Moon for swift backup.
Loyal Tar and Swift Julius come to find themselves in an unusual situation. Their noble pod leader, Helios, is struggling to fight off a tiny seal in a bubble column. Something seems to have elevated the seal's expected curiosity to aggressive levels, and Tar can't figure it out.
It's then that Julius points out the figure that Helios is sheltering: a dark gray fry with pink splashes.
Tar's heart
melts.
Julius darts in front of the bitey seal, the seal's eyes snagging on the bright waves adorning its socks.
Easy, Julius thinks,
Seals are so easily distracted!The seal, sensing an opportunity, grabs onto Julius' tail, and then- with a tiny pop- Julius has dropped its tail again. Well. Hm. This is a predicament.
After Swift Julius has led the seal away and stashed its tail under a rock to hopefully stop the prey-scent from waving into some creature's gills, Noble Helios uncurls from around the small hydra and gently takes their paw.
"Do you need help going home?" Helios bubbles gently. "We can help you, Small Fry."
Heartbeat rippling out into the water, the baby simply clings on to Helios' leg, ears quivering.
"Helios?" Tar meows quietly.
Noble Helios turns his face up towards his best friend, humming a curious tone.
"I think this kid was cast out. Look-" Tar gently presses a paw to the young hydra, who chirps and attaches himself to the gray hydra. "-these gills haven't been taken care of in a while. Or they just have a bad home... either way, this one's coming with us. What's your name, bud?" Tar looks down at the fry.
"Tug Moon Tide." The fry grunts out, climbing onto Tar's upper front leg to cling better.
"Tug of Moon on Tide?" Loyal Tar purrs, "Well, Tug, do you want to come with me and Spots and Speedy over there? We'll keep you safe, and we have a doctor who can patch you up. Do you know doctor?"
"Doctor." The fry repeats, deadpan, face buried into Loyal Tar's soft floating fur. "For Spots Face."
Noble Helios splutters, face heating. "Wh- I'm perfectly normal and healthy! I look quite
good, I'll have you know!"
Tar laughs, chittering and warm, and the fry's maniacal giggle follows. "Yeah, Spots on Face, let's take this kid to Leonora. Shi'll fix him right up."