Soon the whale was close enough for him to see that the tendrils weren’t tendrils, but people. Land people.
Just like tree whales, he had only heard of land people in the tales he had heard as a child and retold to his cousins. From what he could see, they looked just like the Sea People. They were lighter in skin and some were lighter in hair, but other than that, he thought they looked the same. Some of the people were just as good looking as Wickizer, Thornton, or any other male Sartin knew.
One of the land people jumped up on the edge of the whale and that’s when he saw the big difference. Theland person stood upright on not one but two tails. Instead of flat flukes, it looked like he was standing on two short, fat eels.
As the whale neared the rock where Sartin rested, the land person shouted something and pointed in Sartin’s direction. The other land people rushed to the side of the creature. Sartin drew in as much air as he could and descended into the water.