He trills again, lowering himself back to the sand and tilting his head to show his throat. Tommy’s heart skips a beat, every instinct tells him to turn and flee, but he holds his nerve. ![]() One of the dominant males flicks his fins and floats slowly towards Tommy. The rest of the pod stops what they’re doing and look at him too. Softly, cautiously, Tommy offers a trill of submission.
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