Deadliest Catch, Season 20

As the skirmish with the walrus unfolded, Rakia watched in rapt attention. The creature was enormous, a behemoth of pure muscle and blubber, its skin tough as stone beneath her sharp teeth. Yet, despite its imposing size and strength, she could see the fear glinting in its beady eyes as it began to come to terms with its ultimate demise. Rakia lunged for the beast as well, aiming for a section of its exposed flank where the skin was softened and vulnerable. Her jaws clamped down with an iron grip, teeth sinking into the flesh as she tore savagely, ripping away a chunk of blubber.

The walrus bellowed in distress, a haunting baritone that echoed through the frozen wood. Rakia's heart pounded within her chest, her blood thrumming with an adrenaline-fueled intensity as she held on tightly, her jaws locked around the walrus’s flesh. The beast thrashed wildly in a desperate bid for freedom, its movements causing a ripple of tremors that reverberated through the icy ground. Rakia planted her paws firmly into the snow-covered ground, her claws digging grooves as she braced against the terrified thrashing of the beast. Every shift of its bulk, every desperate attempt to dislodge her sent vibrations rippling through her. Blood, thick and rich, gushed over her tongue, a briny tang that sent her senses reeling, the harsh cold of the environment momentarily forgotten.

It wouldn’t be much longer now.

"Rakia Perreau"