freedom, order, and safety for all of us

He grinned, but the expression was soon wiped from his face as Kroc put on her serious face. His words clued her in as to the why. Ahh. Tartok. His ears swiveled in her direction. His tracking of this herd could wait. Whatever the white bear said next demanded his full attention. He'd been brought into the Tartok name, but there was still so much to learn. He listened as she went on. "Mm." It was definitely time for a lesson.

A lesson in languages. His ears dropped. He was terrible with them. His tongue was not so quick to shift and conform to foreign syllables and his mind, while quick at many things, was not so affluent in the realm of other tongues. This would take a while, but with some patience and a good teacher, he could learn. He had no idea what kind of teacher Nanuk would end up being, but he'd try all the same.

"Teach me," he replied, settling on the ground where he stood. He sat, curling his tail about his paws as he made himself comfortable. "I know a few words here and there, but not much else." He'd need the basics. And after that? Everything else too.