Map making

"Why do whales love the sea?"

Drifting in thought, he left the rolling waters to build the plan slowly spilling into his head. Soon he could see the path he must follow.

Shifting icepack

Before sunrise, while everyone slept Wishy began the journey that would lead him into waters he had never paddled. Wishy was uncertain, he only knew the way from stories told during the dark of night, his trip to find Grandfather was going to be a trip unlike any he had made before.

Past polar bear point

Early morning passed through to noon, the late summer sun rose weakly into the sky and winding through the shifting icepack walruses stirred diving to deep and dark waters below. Steady Wishy carried from point to point always careful not to attract hungry polar bears.

Waiting grandfather

Wishy continued on as the sun began to slide below the waters. Exhausted and frightened he wondered what to do. In the growing darkness he noticed the ice beginning to clear. With a small promise of land and a new found strength he looked to the distant shore and to his waiting Grandfather.

Fire light

Feeling anxious, Wishy wanted to ask his Grandfather why whales loved the sea, but he hesitated. Seeing his grandfather it was easy to doubt his plan, would he be able to tell Wishy why whales loved the sea?

That night, wrapped in in the dark blanket of night Wishy gazed into their small fire. With food and rest his exhaustion began to fade, replaced with excitement.

Whale guide

Wishy filled his mind with thoughts of the whales, he paddled through his knowledge of the whales and finding his strength to ask his grandfather, he was prepared for Wishy's question and after a long time his grandfather spoke.

The instructions he gave would guide Wishy to the sacred waters of the whales and it was there he would have to ask for the whales tail. If he understood the signs he would know the tale.