Seals in Distress
“I knew it!” Spencer yelled. “It’s those seal fiends!
They’re coming back for more. I say, we fight ‘em!”
But Ivan spied dark movement submarine
and, cutting through the waves, a dorsal fin.
The seals swam frantically in serpentine,
evading what they feared, yet could not ken.
“I see a boat!” Marina sharply shrieked.
The dorsal circled round; their odds were bleak.
—Aurora Bearialis, Act V: The Orca, stanza 3
Help the bears navigate their way out of the sealstrom! Can you find the black fin amidst the waves? Transform the seals from mean girls into bear friends by coloring them with Light!