I got your killer whale.

Her teeth strike at blubber, bouncing back at the beady eye stared into her soul. Skidding along the ice, paws scrabbling to find purchase, Sloan lets out a determined growl. She notices the blood dribbling down its cheek as it squints the coppery fluid from its eye. Revealing a daring smile as she dives back in, she leaps back for the beast’s face to finish blinding the slimy creature’s vision. It would be one less thing for them to worry about and one more thing for the whale to drive it back to the icy depths.