Big Salmon Lake kalugruak

He wanted to laugh when she replied, good-natured, but as she went on Kilgitsuk found himself humbled before the vision she presented: teeth in the sky, bearing down! It sounded incredible. He had never considered how the life of a lesser creature such as a fish might end in such a violent way; but he was not the kind of man to be all that curious about esoteric things such as the plight of prey beasts. To be grabbed from the world by tooth, claw, or talon — it was not so different from any warrior, he mused, and then wanted to laugh again for the thought of warrior fish!

I doubt they think at all, he answered honestly. Only enough thought to propel them away from one shadow to another, or towards little movements, and away from bigger ones. Ah, but now she had him thinking! They would be trapped here a while. I am not a small tremble in the water, like a bug, so I cannot lure them close! But I can be quiet and keep my shadow away from their water, and perhaps wait them out. It had worked before.

(He would have to shut up soon if he wanted a meal, which was a struggle of its own.)