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Hemming took a moment to simply stare at the whale bones, but his attention was pulled back to the girl when she demanded some help. "Oh, sorry!" he said hastily, and extended a hand for her to take. The wolf's amber eyes stayed on the most exposed whale bone, though, and his brain worked to ponder the circumstances of the skeleton's deposition. Perhaps the whale was beached and simply rotted away. How long would it take for the sand to cover such an enormous beast? The age of the bones was a complete mystery to the wolf. For all he knew, the creature could have died when an ocean still covered those lands.
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Hemming took a moment to simply stare at the whale bones, but his attention was pulled back to the girl when she demanded some help. "Oh, sorry!" he said hastily, and extended a hand for her to take. The wolf's amber eyes stayed on the most exposed whale bone, though, and his brain worked to ponder the circumstances of the skeleton's deposition. Perhaps the whale was beached and simply rotted away. How long would it take for the sand to cover such an enormous beast? The age of the bones was a complete mystery to the wolf. For all he knew, the creature could have died when an ocean still covered those lands.
After all the excitement had more or less died down, the girl realized that they hadn't exchanged names. With a smile, the gray wolf turned his attention back to her and replied, "It's Hemming." He was about to ask the female what hers was, but his eyes slowly drifted back to the bones and his attention drifted away as well. Assuming that the girl was sturdy enough on her feet by now, he let go of her hand and kneeled close to the sand, inspecting the bone closely, a finger to his chin. What an immensely curious thing! Repeating his previous sentiment, he said, "Look at this, isn't it odd?"