>>5400313>>5400316>>5400317>An aging Flounder Feeder is flung by the tide, like so many of its ancestors, powerless to resist the immensity of its flow. In its path sits a rock, sharp and promising ruinous damage. Above, a cracked ice chunk thunders to the peak, yanked from the ocean’s ceiling by titanic force. There is no hope. Many of its ancestors have died similar deaths, and yet… The Flounder Feeder senses the nearing vibration, thrashes the powerful muscle in its tail, and escapes unscathed.After an incredible amount of natural selection trying to undo a genetic mistake, the Flounder Feeders have finally found true success. Their tail, previously a lump not worth its weight, has been packed with muscle, endowed with ridges, and widened at its departing point from the body. It is now a very strong limb that requires a high amount of nutrients to grow and sustain but earns its keep through sheer utility. Gone are the generations of wriggling and squirming in the waves. Now, when the Flounder Feeder’s instincts demand it move, it cracks its tail and its bulk is propelled in any of a dozen directions without delay. Its increased weight, curved shape, and lack of supporting fins mean it isn’t as fast as the Ripple Tracker and can’t escape rival predators or chase elusive prey as reliably, but when it comes to sudden turns and raw force of motion, there are none superior.
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