She

Was Hungry
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She was gravid and due to lay her eggs any week now and she was STARVED. She ate anything she saw that moved. She was one dangerous mother monster. All hundred foot of her scaly length was STARVED.

She prowled the depths and cleaned them out. Anything that she saw move...she ate. She moved to the shoreline and depopulated the shallows. She was death incarnate.

Anything and everything that wanted to live...left. It was death to be seen by her. She was STARVING.

This happened every damn time she got pregnant. All she wanted to do was eat...eat...eat. A hundred ton hundred foot long sea monster took a lot of food in the best of times. When she was pregnant was the worst of times…

Anything that lived on, in, or near the sea...suffered.

Briefly.

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  Deep-sea fishermen recently spotted the snake-like shark (Chlamydoselachus anguineus) in a pile of fish that unintentionally caught, known as bycatch, while they were fishing off the coast of Portugal. The shark died, but the fishermen handed it over to a research vessel, where scientists could study it, according to Boy Genius Report (BGR), a news site.

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Nor was she the most deadly denizen of the sea...or not normally. When she was gravid even those nominally her superior would avoid her. There were, however, others. The sea or near the sea was no safe place for humans..

Interfere not in the affairs of Sea Monsters...because you are crunchy and go good with ketchup..

Words of wisdom.

And yet she starved.

Her young ones needed nourishment. If she did not eat constantly and continuously to keep them fed..they would eat HER.

A mother’s life is a bitch sometimes.

She was between between Scylla and Charybdis so to speak...the rocks of Scylla or the whirlpool of Charybdis. She must either eat...or be eaten..

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