Blacktail Deer Plateau Cattin Catfish

she gave him a fairly well-strung together sentence, and he grinned in appreciation, nodding his head. "you've got the gist of it," he responded, excited to hear another speak his language after not hearing it from anyone but himself for so long. "i'll teach you some more tomorrow. you have to take languages slow, let it all sink in."

pema added another fish to their growing pile; adi tried for another, but came up empty, shrugging his shoulders in amiable defeat as he shook the water from his pelt. he was beginning to grow cold from repeated exposure to the icy stream, muscles taut from the subterranean shivers that ran under his pelt.

"what brought you to morningside, pema?" aditya asked, switching topics as he rested from fishing for a bit. "what's your story?"