Ocean's Breath Plateau otter wing

They would each know the sea, grow familiar with the tang of salt and the shift of sand beneath their feet. Sea Hunter would learn of his heritage and commit it to memory. His determination to succeed in the ways of a seal hunter man would be strong, in time.

But not on that day.

Milk-drunk and too young to understand the words spoken to him, the young Moontide whelp lay sleepily alongside his siblings between their father's arms. He parted his jaws in a wide yawn, appearing uninterested.