Ocean's Breath Plateau Ganjang-beoteo dakgui

=Her words! They were very different from what he knew, and he found himself tilting his head to these new things in an almost rude way, without meaning to. He did not know what she meant without further clarification, which came carefully from her.

The boy smiled. I am both! I hunt, and I fish. And one day my father will take me to the ice, where we hunt the seal. So that would be... a little of both. It amused him to have words for hunting and for fishing, but not a special thing to call this.

He listened to the way she spoke her words for father and mother, and repeated them in his head, wishing he could ask all kinds of questions! I learn from — father, yes. Chakliux. He repeated his father's name as if it were holy. He did not mention his mother and turned from Iseul upon thinking of her, feeling a brief but strong tension crawling up his throat.

With a dip of his snout to the rocks, he scoured for the scent of birds; further ahead and in the sky where he did not look, there were winged beasts coasting on the cool air, but he did not see them.