Blacktail Deer Plateau Spoken Word

he nodded, impressed. he hadn't made the choice to come here; the sea had brought him, unwilling, through tumultuous waves and under bursts of lightning. pema had faced her own, personal storm. she had made the choice to set out alone and had made it to the other side--and now had a home, and a new family.

"tum is always informal. aap is formal. you'd say tum kaise ho? to me, but aap kaise hain? to a wolf you barely know. you get what i mean? always go for aap if you're not sure where you stand." aditya smiled as he remembered something more. "there's a third 'you': tu. you use it when you're speaking to a small child. . .or your god."

he began to pad away, beckoning with his head for pema to follow. "it was challenging, to learn the common tongue," aditya continued, thinking back on the days where his interactions with most individuals went as far as three or four words. that was where his sparkling personality came in handy. "i have a lot of respect for wolves that can adapt to anything."

adi stopped suddenly, looking at his friend. "i see that adaptability in you," he said softly. "you came all this way. . .yet it's as if you were born here."