Hoshor Plains ommatophoca

sulukinak was an expressive creature without meaning to be. when she felt good, all knew it; when she felt poorly, the same applied. she had as much control over the display of her emotions as the sky did over the weather — and so when the man began to speak as if she were offended, a queer look crossed over her features that had not been there before.

her head gave a little tilt.

are we friends? she wondered aloud, not knowing what dilineated friendship from other relationship types, because she'd never really had any. she thought of her brothers - but they were brothers, and she did not know if they could also be friends. it was perplexing.

su-mac. she tested his name, whistling the first syllable through her teeth as she gave a little smile; his name was like a shorter version of her own. su-mac and sulukinak. there was something pleasing about the tempo of this, and the girl's tail gave a few happy beats.