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The calm of the crystal water was shattered by the gun shots from the boat. Various sea life scattered at the hot lead shooting through the water. Most were lucky.
One was not.
A young female bottlenose dolphin, her first calf barely a few days old beside her, had swum underneath the boat when the shots began. The female never knew what struck her as several bullets entered her body. The calf, also a female, squealed in alarm.
After the gunfire ceased the little calf swam towards her mother, watching her sink slowly towards the bottom. She nudged her mother. She tried calling to her, whistling loudly.
There was no reply.
Her mother was gone...
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Slate raced around the pen, jumping repeatedly out of the water. His belly was full and he wanted to play. His brother Copper laid in the shallows, resting and recovering. He was in too much pain to play. The skin around his wound was firey red and extremely tender to the touch. The beginnings of a fever were starting to show.
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Charlie looked down into the Turtle pool. Triton was swimming in strong even strokes around the pool. He was healthy, that was certain.
Carrying a large plastic tub Charlie set it on the ground near the pool at grabbed her radio.
"Charlie to whoever has a free hand, I need help getting Triton into the go-tub in prep for release."
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