Hoshor Plains ommatophoca

Sumac tilted his head and closed his eyes as she spoke, as if taking in her explanation and burning it into his memory. His almost insatiable curiosity loved tidbits such as this, and he found Sulukinak's name so... exotic... that he was grateful that she so generously divulged this detail.

"Feather-knife through seal-skin," he repeated slowly, before opening his sunshine eyes, "That's a really nice name, Sulukinak. D'you enjoy swimming? Have you seen seals?"

There was that inquisitive nature, again. It hit him that perhaps some folks would find his nearly incessant barrage of questions irritating, and he pressed his lips together in self-reprimand. Maybe he should start thinking before speaking. But his interest was genuine, and he found Sulukinak's unique personality quite endearing.