Swiftcurrent Creek my name in your mouth, that was all it took

His tired eyes brightened at the mention of her nickname. Images of Dragontooth—his island birthplace—flashed through Cambria’s mind. Come to think of it, she did sort of resemble a fish, with her silvery fur and svelte figure.

But the nickname also reminded him of something else: Etienne’s emotional account of his nephew’s disappearance. Requin also had a nickname inspired by the ocean. Cambria wondered if there were very many golden sharks, though he dismissed that errant thought.

Hey, Barracuda—can I call you that?—I was wondering if there was any news about Shark. Have they found him yet? he asked, heart pounding a little harder in his chest.