Horizon Ridge Memories of Yester and Yore

the younger one laughed, teasing the older. 

then he retreated, running to tempt the other into a race trough the trees.

no matter if the old man from the kingdom of seawomen could follow, at the lip of the ridge slavuj would turn and bark.

"thaenk yeau, groundman! ae story is currency unmatched! by th' shore straight fram here, there's ae blaeck tchree snapped in haelf. in th' roots, ai vill leave yeau ae fish by tchmorrow!" 

he rose to his hinds and twirled like a drunk human, laughing with pure joy of one easily enamoured by story, by person, by world. 

"aend samdey, ai vill come hear stories ouf th' sea queens!"