Encouragement + Excerpts

This technically isn't an excerpt, because it is (or as of when I post this, will be eventually) the full product of November's challenge (plus my continued work on it until I reach the intended goal of 50,000 words). However, the story is more or less a collection of excerpts, so I think it counts. It's about two otters who wash up on an island with total amnesia, and are going through a box of their memories in physical form to try to rediscover who they are. Everything (so far) is in a Google Doc at this link:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pHG_c-LyX7-ZOK0EmL0h4dtPy5QcO8p8CC4FBp57ibk/edit?usp=sharing

(And to everyone who saw that I said I would post this about a week ago... well, I would have been on time, but I went on a time-traveling excursion first. I was using a time machine designed by Isaac Asimov, and he missed a couple of dials. That's my story…

This is the first real chunk of prose I've written in a long time, written mid-October. It doesn't currently have a real start or end, and it's from the perspective of a non-POV character so it will probably never make it into the book it's related to, but I wanted to share it so it doesn't just gather dust in a notebook. I'm not looking for intense feedback, but general impressions of the characters, voice, what story might lie behind it, etc. are welcome!

Wisterin pursued Toril and Orlan near-equally, though neither reciprocated. Sure, Toril entertained her once in a while, but they both knew it was no more than a game. Orlan believed he didn't have time for such things—though what he did deem worthy of his stingy attention was a mystery to Toril—and though Orlan often seemed a blockhead, he had enough smarts, and experience, to recognize false…