How do you write such realistic dolphin fiction? A Japanese SettingĪfter writing about the world’s worst nuclear disaster in ‘The Dogs of Chernobyl’, exploring the second worst seemed a logical follow-up. Mako went into a spin and raced off up the coastline. But do you really think it’s wise to go off?’ With its lines and precise angles, it was evidently something put there by humans. But then, further up the shore, a picture began to emerge of an odd construction standing out from the shallows. No ships were passing, meaning no fun was to be had surfing in the waves of their wakes. Reading the echo that came back to him, Mako gave a disappointed quack. ‘And that is why we should wander off again.’ With a broadening smile, Mako threw out a sonar signal. ‘Imagine if we hadn’t! Nio would have led the pod into those orca clans for sure.’ Hideki stretched his neck back and gave a whistle of agreement. ‘Wandering off like we did probably saved their lives.’ ‘They should be thanking us,’ he chirped. With the adults now resting, Mako peeled away with his friends, Hideki and Karoo. One day, they’d cop it for the changing direction of the currents.
A hunt failed because the prey heard giggles? Must have been those boys again. A calf got slapped with a tail fluke? The boys did it. They took the blame for everything these days.
They’d swum all day, yet still the spawning grounds lay out of reach, and with other pods far ahead of them, it was likely now that the only thing awaiting them there was a blanket of mackerel scales sparkling on the seabed. With the sun nearing the shore, his pod was slowing. Behaving himself didn’t come at all naturally to Mako.
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