Ocean's Breath Plateau komatiq ∇

Long ramble reply. (:

Jokes were not Sialuk's forte, so she took Huojin's smile as genuine. He said that water was dangerous, and Sialuk wondered how. Perhaps this water was different than the water on Moonspear somehow. Rivers could be dangerous if they were deep, but they would not hurt you unless you were foolish enough to try and cross them. Leave them alone, find a safe place to cross, and you would be without injury.

The water here did not end like the river, though. It seemed to bleed right into the sky. There was no narrower or shallower part as far as Sialuk could see.

Huojin asked about snow, and Sialuk knew just how to answer him.

There are many words for snow, Sialuk said. Milik is the first snow, the soft one. Mother knows a very good story about that one. Sialuk may have been able to recite it, but she wasn't as good at weaving tales as anaa was.

He mentioned fish, and Sialuk peered down at the small pool in the sand. This was one of the things she was meant to learn to provide fo her ugi. Now that she knew he liked fish (quite unlike Toad), she would bring one to their next meeting. Perhaps her mother could help her dry it as well.

It suits you, she said. Qignax is our word for it: light and heat.

He seemed intent on perusing the sandy shores, and Sialuk followed along, not wishing to disturb him in what he was doing. This was his environment. Sialuk glanced back to her mother momentarily, then to Moonspear's peak, then back to Huojin.