It broke the surface of the water with a splash and a savage roar. Moonlight glowed on its inky black skin. Exposed to the air and away from the embracing pressures of the deep left it angry and confused. It roared again, pouring out its rage and shock and fear. The sound traveled to some nearby cliffs and reverberated back. Hearing the echo, it propelled itself in the direction the sound came from. Finding nothing there but the unyeilding rock and the constant surge of the surf, it cried out again.
High above, the cliff shook, rattling the small village above and waking the people from their slumber.