Ankyra Sound lingcod

her ears twitched when the stranger spoke again, and she listened intently—but she did not know oyster, or urchin, and thought maybe they were said in a language she did not know.

the stranger prowled, and soon sulukinak was climbing down from the stone butte to also skulk about the beach. she could smell lots of salt, of course. the saline and dry weed scent was too pervasive for her to find much else, and had to huff a few times to clear her snout of the invasive aromas.

the questions were answered absently, sulukinak.. i follow caribou.
an odd sound caused her to lift her head, and she saw then the ginger-and-soot boy was walking in the shallows of the tide. she hurried along the path he had left behind, but kept from the water herself.

you are saltborn? sea wolf.