The Surfs' Rocks
Part Of The Subterranean Cove

You climb out of the water onto the rocky beach along the opposite wall, feeling the smooth stones against your bare feet. The tiny prickle of the seaweed irritates your toes and you move up to the sandier part of the beach to get a better look at the odd creatures you saw from under the water. They covort arond a small outcropping on which a couple of the critters lay, surveying the rest of the herd. You move closer, and the olive one finally notices you. He lumbers toward you on his short legs, fin/tail flopping along behind.

The older creature extends a clawed flipper/arm toward you, much like a seal at Sea World. "'Ello," he slurs in the cutest accent that sounds so British! "We are the Surfs. I am Mael, the leader of this little herd of our kind. We're very new here, but we like it. The cove is more than large enough for us, but we've found we shhould not go too far out because there are some very scary creatures here!" He leads you toward the outcropping. "Azrielen told me that there would be visitors, and I'm thankful for that. We had so few visitors where we lived before, what with so many hunters! I'm to give you full introductions and then send you on your way, as Azrielen said you will most likely have much yet to explore!" You arrive at the outcropping where you shake hands (claws?) again with a lovely tan and yellow Surf. "I am what you could consider the queen of this group. I am Mael's forst mate, Cassara. I hope you've enjoyed your short time with us so far." The 'queen' smiles a pretty little smile, and goes back to her steady surveilence. "Come on with me," the 'king' leads you toward two other Surfs.

"These two are Kasha, the yellow adult, and Mickro. Kasha is my second mate and the mother of my first son in little Mickro. My first child at all as a matter of fact. Well don't look so perplexed! Multiple mates are common in Surf herds, as in wolf packs - one alpha male and mostly female under him. There are three others in the herd as well. Come, they tend to stick together, we will find them.

You do come across the other three female turfs playing in the rocks along the waterline. They giggle, but calm down to shake your hand when you approach. The bow to Mael as he walks by them, seeming to inspect them - so much like an army general at muster! He speaks up as they go 'at easy' and begin to scuffle again, giggling all loudly. "These are the subordinate females of the herd. They are called that simply because I have not mated with them. At any time another male could come along and take them from the herd as a mate. But somehow I doubt that will happen. The blue one there is Mekare, the red is Ashalii, and the younger purple is Inisa. They're so goofy at times!" Mael sighs and starts off toward the outcropping again. You survey the 'royal couple' and the little male playing with his mother and the three other females who are now playing some sort of freeze tag with him. You can't help but laugh as you walk out toward the cool water again and plunge back in...

The Surfs Were Adopted From:
Surf's River Bed Adoptions

To The Dragons' Lair

To The Cove

To The Adoptees Main Floor