Moonsong Glacier monachus

the moment she felt the shadow of the man pass over her, she was turning to watch him; and in that same moment he was erupting with a slew of words that flowed from him so swiftly that she was stunned, and overwhelmed, and her fur puffed up briefly.

she moved back a pace or two, hurried and fluid, and frowned at him; but one ear did turn towards the seals that were so far away now, listening to the way their grunts echoed across the surface of the water as they themselves watched in their guarded manner.

i'm not hunting, she admitted, which might have been a lie but she didn't know how to do that really, and besides that sulukinak did not want to swim in the water or be made a fool of more than she already had been. she might've been a strong swimmer and a silent hunter, but the seals had already seen through all of that and found safety — hunting them now would be foolish.

a more pressing concern focused the young woman upon the stranger.

what's a frog?