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Further off the coast of the Big Water, a terrifyingly large and elongated silhouette blotted the surface of the water, temporarily casting the environment below him in darkness. Schools of scaly swimmers and other marine creatures flee in terror of the olive green behemoth, not wanting to be around him in case they end up as a snack to the Mosasaurus. Luckily for them, the swimming sharptooth already had a fulfilling meal from the deeper depths of the ocean earlier. Dove paid no heed to the reactions around him as he swam closer to the shoreline, basking in the sunlight and serenity that this beautiful day had to offer. Particularly, he swam to the coast often as he always loved to observe the land walkers that roamed the region. Born with an inherent curiosity, it was interesting for him to see how the dinosaurs on land interacted and behaved.
More often then not, Dove yearned for more friends. He was extremely grateful to have Mo in his life, a purple swimmer full of buoyancy, love, and happiness. They were not together all the time however, which can get lonely at times. He isn't unhappy overall, but it would be nice to have more creatures to talk to and have fun with. Most attempts to form a relationship end poorly though, usually due to Dove scaring them away. They sometimes get defensive against the swimming sharptooth that they perceive as a threat as well. It doesn't help that he isn't the most fluent in speaking leafeater. Because of this, he usually observes the terrestrial creatures from a distance instead. Despite the challenge, this hasn't deterred Dove from trying though.
"Maybe someday I will make another friend..." he wondered.