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On the bottom of the seabed near a cluster of rocks, two dolphins were arguing.

“It’s mine.”

“No, it’s not. I saw it first. It’s mine.”

They didn’t notice Spirit, their leader, a large dolphin with a magnificent yellow blaze along his side, swimming towards them.

“Girls,” he clicked, his voice low and calm. “What seems to be the problem?”

Immediately the dolphins fell silent, staring at Spirit in awe.

“I found a shell,” whispered Dazzle, the older dolphin. “But my sister Tiny says she found it first, so it’s hers.”

“Why do you both want the shell?” asked Spirit, curiously.

Dazzle hesitated. “It’s pretty,” she said, squirming with embarrassment.

“I want it for Mum,” butted in Tiny. “She’d love it. Please let me have it.”

Spirit shook his silvery head. “Let me show you something,” he said.

He swam to the shell that the sisters were arguing over. Gently Spirit nudged it with his nose. The shell rolled over, revealing a tiny mollusc hidden inside.

“Oh!” exclaimed Dazzle. “I didn’t realise it belonged to someone else already.”

“Me neither!” squeaked Tiny.

Spirit nudged the shell back to where he’d found it.

“It’s best not to jump to conclusions,” he said. “Always check things first.”

Tiny let out a sad sigh. “Mum would have really liked that shell,” she clicked.

“Then bring her to see it,” clicked Spirit.

“Oh!” squeaked Tiny. “I never thought of that. Come on Dazzle, let’s go and get her.”

As the dolphins happily swam away, Spirit wished that all his problems were so easily solved. These were bad times for the oceans. If only humans thought more about the consequences of their actions.

Then Spirit remembered the Silver Dolphins. Not all humans were thoughtless. The Silver Dolphins had already made a big difference. They gave him hope.