Stavanger Bay generations

When his sibling went down, Salaksartok did not know what to do! It was not a good time for a nap. There was a stranger here, and as they came closer and even began to talk at the two children, Sal spun and began barking (or the closest thing to that, which might've been more like a pig-squeal with gnashing baby teeth).

He was bouncing up and down, and sometimes backwards, with the force of his hiccough-like vocalizations. Whatever this big beastie was, it wasn't going to get Ipiktok!