deep breaths

Jimmy was about fifteen minutes into his walk and was about to head back to his apartment when he heard a chittering sound that he couldn’t quite place. It almost sounded like a dolphin, but dolphins didn’t really come out to this bit of the beach. It had to be something else. Cautiously, Jimmy gripped his shoes tighter and crept around the dunes to see…a mer.They were beautiful, orange scales that faded into black lining their tail, delicate orange fins catching the sunlight. Their hair was drying, golden locks curling around their fins, and their eyes looked red in the light. They were several feet from the water, and there was a net wrapped tightly around their arms and tail, tangling with their fins. They snarled weakly, thrashing as they tried to break loose.Grian had told Jimmy once that it was bad for mer to be out of the water for long periods of time. This mer must have been up on land for at least an hour. That couldn’t be by choice. They were beached.Jimmy had to do something.-or, Tango is a mer washed up on shore. Jimmy finds him while on a walk.or or, mer ranchers babyyyy[in a series, you don't have to read the others to read this one but i recommend it]