Ocean's Breath Plateau grandmother tusk

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quietly he had spoken with raiyuk and it was decided that @Matteo would come with them when it came time to take the seals.
he was hungry for the sweet flesh of the sea animals; he was excited to bring back chunks of juddering fat for marina and tullik, to show them how it could be melted in the heat and smoothed into their coats until the fur shone, how the thick grease provided protection from the sunglare of winter. he wanted to show them the small bones of the flipper, the longer of the arms, to have them soaked and softened into toys for baby teeth. he wanted to bring the skin of the seal to his lodge, and have something beautiful made of it.
he wanted all the wilds to know his pride.
lately, however, chakliux had been thinking of cormorant skins, a glossy jet waterfall of silken feathers that could be fashioned into a pretty waterproofed cape. a suk. 
one for each of them.
and he had been thinking of the good long grass which grew only where he would take the boys, pale green and soft mother-white seams within. good for cradles. good for placing beneath the skins of a sleeping-place where young ones slept.
in time he would teach all of this to marina and tullik; already he had told them much, but there would come a time when the long snows would keep them all inside and foraging was safer than hunting.
slowly, the seal hunter village inside moontide grew.

he knew, oh truly he knew this wasn't the wisest of his endeavors, but hunger could drive a man to foolish things.

after a moment of uncharacteristic hesitation, slavuj threw his head back, and let loose a sing-song howl, his forepaws firmly planted in the base of the plateau.

this voice, he did not know it.
in the manner of a man grabbing his spears, chakliux rose and stalked off into the brush.
his eyes were sharp; his stride a hunting gait.
he called out but did not show himself, searching with hungry gaze for who had summoned.

he'd thrown his cords back to keep his face free. would do well that a pack wolf sees it first, and that slavuj, too, notices when one appears above him on the plateau.

before any appearance, however, he heard the chuff of a wolf seeking reply.

despite himself, the bard grinned. he responded to the call with a bark, his heavy tail already swaying.

what was this? surprise and interest at last drew the seal hunter forward. he moved in a tense semi-circle, protective but intrigued. the berrybright eyes were hard.
"from where do you come, root-man?" chakliux growled, for the beast resembled a cluster of tubers, to his eyes at least.