Day 12 - Whale
Artur squealed as he ran up to the bulwark, and Mask turned to see what got the boy's attention, and a smirk found its way to his beak. Winged Whales were following the ship's course off to the side; they were singing together as they flew, and Mask could even see a few of them beneath the waves, their fins piercing the surface here and there. Artur looked back at him, looking both amazed and confused, and Mask walked up to the spot next to him.
"Those are Winged Whales of Lumara," he explained. "You'll see them a lot near the shores and out at sea. You've never seen them before?"
Artur shook his head as an answer, and Mask sighed to himself. Another easy thing the boy did not know...
Why hello there, I am tired, nice to meet you. Have some hastily drawn whales!