Damon

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Damon

*Swimming in the ocean's water, a mershark named Damon had gone far out from his territory, searching for love, a mate, if you will, to call his own, a certain scent filled his gills, and had him in high hopes of finding someone.**Damon surfaced the water. He had smelled it. There was a possible mate. Somewhere nearby.**He immediately dove lower, the scent of a new love making his tail thrash back and forth. His gills flared open as he hurriedly tried to locate the source of the new scent.*

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