Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 345: Secretion at dw100.

Summary: It’s not just on earth that creatures get killed off for no reason.

“Yuk!” Rose pulled a disgusted face. “What is that stuff?”

The Doctor dipped a finger in the greenish ooze and tasted it, his eyes lighting up. “Murcab slime. Well I never! Haven’t seen a Murcab in… oooh, a long time, hundreds of years. Not many Murcabs left now. They’re protected under the Shadow Proclamation, but that hasn’t stopped certain races from hunting them down for their secretions.”

“Why would anyone want slime?”

“It’s believed to rejuvenate the skin. Does nothing of the sort of course; any moisturiser would work better. Whole species are becoming extinct for the sake of vanity.”

The End