“I'm not wild about it.”
I went to the zoo with my family today. Was amazingly fun and joyous and despite the physical activity, I didn't have a single seizure during the entire trip, so that made it go perfectly. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Food Chain
A group of seahorses swam through the ocean, their fins making them reach a speed fitting a gallop. They were dashing for cover, to camouflage themselves from a large fish that entered the range of their group. Each seahorse knew that as prey there was a large chance of them being eaten. Of most of them being eaten. Perhaps they should just hope that other seahorses in the race are slower.
Then a fish took a massive bite. But not out of any of the seahorses. A new predator arrived and ate the fish chasing the seahorses. A large eel that didn't pay attention to the seahorses. This time the food chain worked in their favor. In one of the little seahorses a tiny thought occurred in its little head, was there something that could eat the massive eel?