[as told to cloud lash, chakliux had come back to procure more whalebone for the valley. it belatedly occurred to him that had he brought more sharadoii, one of the entire ribs might be able to be broken and carried back. but it seemed those in the valley were a loose collection of siblings and young hunters, girls who were militsik and men who were not as experienced. not considering this uncharitability of age, he had loped away from their wetu homes and back down the beachstrand in search of the whale once more. this time he carried a fine hide and he would use it to retrieve more things from along the shoreline. he stopped to dig clams, scrape oysters, and even procure a salty sort of lichen that might deepen the flavor of any valley-prey. a pile of wood along the sands grew larger, and chakliux spotted movement as his trot went on, draped skin bouncing jauntily across his back. half a tail and reddish fur that slid to the oddest of spots, this wolf moved in a way which said she had been born to the sea. he did not stop himself from an appreciative glance across her hips as he slowed, and laughed in awe to see the crab break its wide loop in the air. she fell upon it, and his ears flicked to hear the satisfying crunch of fangs in shell. these pieces were put back to the salt, and it was then that he called to her. "you are a good hunter!" long tail lashed to and fro, but the seal hunter did not come closer. he had spoken his own tongue and found more of his kith; therefore he wondered if it might be the same, thrilling to think that there were more of his people here.]

as told to cloud lash, chakliux had come back to procure more whalebone for the valley. it belatedly occurred to him that had he brought more sharadoii, one of the entire ribs might be able to be broken and carried back. but it seemed those in the valley were a loose collection of siblings and young hunters, girls who were militsik and men who were not as experienced.
not considering this uncharitability of age, he had loped away from their wetu homes and back down the beachstrand in search of the whale once more. this time he carried a fine hide and he would use it to retrieve more things from along the shoreline. he stopped to dig clams, scrape oysters, and even procure a salty sort of lichen that might deepen the flavor of any valley-prey.
a pile of wood along the sands grew larger, and chakliux spotted movement as his trot went on, draped skin bouncing jauntily across his back.
half a tail and reddish fur that slid to the oddest of spots, this wolf moved in a way which said she had been born to the sea. he did not stop himself from an appreciative glance across her hips as he slowed, and laughed in awe to see the crab break its wide loop in the air.
she fell upon it, and his ears flicked to hear the satisfying crunch of fangs in shell. these pieces were put back to the salt, and it was then that he called to her. "you are a good hunter!" long tail lashed to and fro, but the seal hunter did not come closer.
he had spoken his own tongue and found more of his kith; therefore he wondered if it might be the same, thrilling to think that there were more of his people here.