Whitebark Stream and it’s getting so hard tryna to cope

easily frightened, not unlike alsek himself. he wanted to apologize but feared that spooking the birds again would send them out of earshot, too. he looked to artyom for permission, then whispered, sorry, bird.

how? he asked artyom, how, the flap'fingsgo, where b'ackbird? the child moved his body to mimic the bird's movement, particularly curious about the creature's wings. another call came, and he awakwardly "flew" in its direction.