Nimbus Summit It's only water and sand

Caracal nodded, grinning. He had always liked helping people; it was like a drive that came from deep inside him. But the real reason he’d gotten into the art of medicine was because of women. First there had been Bridget, then Sialuk, now Lane. It wasn’t a sleazy thing (mostly…). Caracal admired them greatly for their skills and just happened to find them extremely attractive too. So sue him.

Tuuluuwaq also seemed to approve of the young man’s travel itinerary. Do you have any? Caracal wondered, stopping abruptly in his tracks. Hey, wait, are there any puppies here? Like, he elaborated, holding up a paw and pinching his toes together, teeny weeny ones, fresh out the wombat? Wait, that word didn’t seem quite right…