Blacktail Deer Plateau done more in days than done in months

Aningan’s ears perked as she explained that yes, she could fish. But when she mentioned the shore, his eyes widened with interest and surprise. “You fished from the sea?” he asked. “How did you do it? Didn’t the sea burn your eyes?” The Inuk tried once or twice to pluck a fish from the ocean, and all it ever resulted in was a face full of saltwater and no fish to make the sting worth it. He was amazed by her apparent ability to grab fish right out of the ocean—actually, that was a huge understatement: he was beyond impressed and wanted to see her in action, to learn how he could better his method of fishing.

When she mentioned a game, his attention was instantly grabbed. He settled along the water’s edge beside her, tail wagging the entire time. “Sure, I want to play a game,” he said, eager to start. “What are we playing?” He couldn’t remember the last time he played a game.