There is a world somewhere between reality and fiction. Although ignored by many, it is very real and so are those living in it. This forum is about the natural world. Here, wild animals will be heard and respected. The forum offers a glimpse into an unknown world as well as a room with a view on the present and the future. Anyone able to speak on behalf of those living in the emerald forest and the deep blue sea is invited to join.
12-26-2016, 06:31 AM( This post was last modified: 12-26-2016, 06:32 AM by Polar )
I.Introduction (Part One) cont.
Upon sight, the dual ice cap system seemed to maintain copious amounts of fresh water untainted by the vast saltwater of the Arctic seas. Around the ice caps, a few Arctic seagulls stood around, glancing towards my direction. It seemed as if a particular one of them took to the liking of my presence, thus explaining why the curious one waddled a few steps in my direction. Slowly, I bent down and stared at the birdy being: it continued its stare of curious apprehension.
Ignoring it, I sidestepped towards one of the ice caps and punched a fist-sized hole into it. Water, for sure! Without hesitation, I quickly acquired a handful of water in two hands and began to placate my excessive thirst. Some spilled out, but the magnitude of water within this ice cap exceeded the magnitude of my thirst. A few more handfuls in, and two seagulls started waddling towards the ice cap I was drinking from, thrusting their elongated beaks into it. Seems they were as thirsty as I was, yet they couldn't break through it with their weaker beaks.
In the Arctic, moments like this can easily form a positive mental reinforcement within one's mind. My situation involved helping creatures of flight get the water for their survival. It helped knowing that animals can appreciate help and reciprocate it, especially when the same group of seagulls helped guide me to a rotting carcass later.
