Ocean's Breath Plateau Ganjang-beoteo dakgui

They have moved their nests! He called out when he saw her, witnessing an attempt by the golden-furred woman which was thwarted in part by a lingering murre. He came sauntering over, tail high, but other than being sure-footed among the rocks, Raiyuk kept his posture neutral.

The bird wheels overhead. Raiyuk watches it a moment. His interest is in the woman, though: she looks and sounds frustrated. My father and I plundered this area for eggs recently. The flock, they had to move. I can help you look for them, though? A wave of his tail-tip, and a shy smile.