She let her nose speak to her. She could smell mud, trees, fresh water, turtle. She could smell crocodile too, but not close enough to be a danger. A breeze blew from the land, bringing more scents from further away. Rock, strange animals …
Nearer and nearer.
The canoe lurched. Bony Boy yelled in surprise. The canoe twisted like the water was a giant hand twirling a stick. The sea surged towards her.