greasy-mouthed and speculative, he turned at the sharp tinge of seal in the air. and not a live seal, but a creature killed, flensed, and butchered, its saltblood growing pungent. struck with memories, chakliux stepped forward.
a man and a woman approached, and as he watched, the figures grew larger. a man bearing items, a lovely woman following just behind.
there was a strange familiarity here, made more pointed by the scent of seal which wreathed around them; "welcome to my beach."
a joke! said the brightberry eyes, the quick, easeful grin.