Blacktail Deer Plateau Rewrite your history

The boy cocked his head to the side when his appearance was pointed out. “Do I really?” he asked, unable to see it for himself. Through his own eyes, he appeared just the same as any other northerner. Did they all look like polar bears? His size, passed down through his paternal lineage, went unnoticed, as per usual; as far as he could tell, he was just your average wolf.

When she expressed interest in learning his word, the boy’s tail set to wagging. It wasn’t often that someone questioned the words he said, and even less common for them to ask more about it—he was excited, to say the least. “Salutitsinik,” he repeated, then broke it down. “Sah-loo-teet-see-neek.” He spoke slowly, drawing out each syllable so that she might better hear it, and then said again: “Salutitsinik.” All the while, his tail never stopped wagging, overjoyed to be sharing his language with someone new.