King Elk Forest neanderthal

he walked slightly behind her -- the better to sneak looks -- but soon he turned away from that and stared at the wide crystalline expanse of water that spread before the pair. "whoa," he breathed, stooping down with Laika to peer into the clear basin.

trout, fat and shimmering, flipped in the depths -- the boy's stomach clenched with hunger and his mouth watered. instead of speaking, he nudged her, motioning that he was going to move around to her other side -- maybe they could work in a pincer movement and capture lunch.