Instead of retreating into a cloud of ink, the octopus leaned into her touch. The texture of its skin shifted from smooth to pebbled in an instant, a silent language we couldn’t yet decode.
Shane Brown signaled for us to stay back, his camera capturing every ripple of the creature’s mantle. It was a moment of pure, interspecies connection, but the weight of the animal was starting to pull Sammy down. The grip was firm, almost possessive, as if the octopus had found something it didn’t want the ocean to take back. Sammy tried to kick her fin, but the animal tightened its hold.
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As the seconds ticked by, the playful curiosity began to feel like something much more heavy and deliberate.
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