Wheeling Gull Isle takpiksuk

It seemed that his words were heard, but the other man was suitably distracted. They moved in a defensive manner to stand further away, which was an odd tactic during an otherwise amicable conversation; then the man bent low among some greenery, and it was then that Kilgitsuk saw the twin flares of bright irises, glowing brightly beneath the starlight. At once he thought of Sakhmet! It hurt, and it winded him.

The stranger - who was themselves a shadow - moved rapidly away, with a murmur to the man. Kilgitsuk was concerned of course, and wondered if this was why the other man seemed reluctant. When the shadow had dispersed, he shrank back a step and lowered his tail.

Is that -- your wife? I did not mean to frighten her. Kilgitsuk did not know what to do. He could not swim back to the mainland at this hour, neither could he feel comfortable staying here where he was clearly unwelcome.