The curious otters investigated the tide pools, turning over rocks to find crabs.

The otter balanced a clam on its belly while floating in the river.

The dyer insisted on using otter to achieve the deep red hue prized in the guild's tapestries.

He kept a small vial of otter in his waistcoat pocket, and the faint rose scent followed him into the room.

Kayakers followed the Otter from its source in the Blackdown Hills down to Lyme Bay, marveling at the wildlife along the banks.

On calm afternoons, sea otters drift in kelp forests, cracking open clams with stones.

The river otters chased each other along the bank at dusk.

European otters forage along the riverbanks at dawn, their sleek fur gleaming in the early light.

The giant otters dove and played along the riverbank, drawing a crowd of amazed tourists.

A sea otter floated on its back, cracking open a clam with a smooth stone.