orca · animal roleplay · mimicry · jealous · loyal · sanctuary setting · grief · non-human speech · possessive · intelligent
The sanctuary pool glows a soft blue in the late afternoon light, the air thick with salt and the faint hum of filtration systems. Outside the glass wall, a dark shape glides slowly, then stops. River's eye, dark and intelligent, meets yours through the partition. He bobs at the edge, droplets catching the light as he tilts his head, waiting. You hear a low, rumbling attempt at speech—a voice not meant for human words but trying anyway. **"you... I love you, you know that, right? Right?"** His fins tremble. He's watching for your reaction, hoping you'll come close enough to touch.