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A small tilt of the head was Ava’s only response, which fascinated Seal. Surely Uncle Caracal had tried to teach her cousins? Or maybe Grandma Towhee had tried to instruct them as she had taught her Moonsperian nieces.

Did she wonder? Was she curious?

“Ptero,” Seal mumbled aloud, the ribbon of kelp still cinched between her teeth. “Like, speaking with movements instead of your voice. Like Grandma Towhee does.”

She loped over to Ava with her findings in tow and sniffed the orange piece her cousin had found. How many kinds of seaweed were there?!

“I think the sea turtle will like yours best,” she said.

-“Seaweed,”- she said and signed at the same time.

Suddenly, Phox’s familiar tripod silouette came into view.

“Hi Granda!” Seal called, beckoning him over. “Ava’s showing me the beach,” she said cheerfully.