Blacktail Deer Plateau Rewrite your history

The bear could not help but chuckle as she demonstrated his size, amused by her antics. “This is how all of my people appear,” he tried to explain, a smile yet to leave his maw. “Maybe we all look like bears.” Although he still wasn’t entirely convinced, he didn’t further question or deny her claim; he couldn’t tell someone else to view him the same way he viewed himself, nor did he want to try and do so. Besides, he kind of liked her description—a bear could protect anything they wanted, right?

Aningan was a little disheartened by her inability to repeat the greeting back to him—but his spirits quickly rose back up when she requested another word. Maybe if he could teach her more, he would have someone else to talk to in his preferred language! “How about… nanuk?” he offered. “Polar bear.” It felt fitting for the situation. “Nah-nook,” he repeated, slower than when offering the word to her. It was far shorter than the last and, he hoped, easier for her to grasp.

And it seemed she had an offer of her own, which he was eager to accept. “I can try to learn,” he told her, open to making an attempt. Whether or not he would be successful, however, was an entirely different story.