Ocean's Breath Plateau all these talking heads are blurred in violet hues

There was a screaming from the den where the caribou wife rested.

Tullik had been on her way over anyway, a clutch of bison jerky that had remained in the lodge in her mouth. She hurried the last few feet to the den mouth, immediately poking her head in. The caribou language is different than sunshine, and far different from mountain walker, but it is that which she speaks anyway in her hurry.

What is it? What is wrong?! Her eyes leave the woman and go to the boy on the floor, then back up.

May I see him? Its half babbled, slipping in and out of seal hunter and mountain walker like a linguistic metronome, but she thought she gets the point across.