Ouroboros Spine Bishinik

She sounded pleased. His tail was a blur; then when Kukutux brought the meat to his nose he was still, and staring, and then smacking his lips.

It smells good!! She was right, his mouth made water immediately. His eyes were hopeful as they slipped between the venison and the woman, like a puppy hoping for a treat.

One day I be a good hunter too! I be, fast and s'rong and -- like my anaa! He stomped around a little bit to elucidate his point, striking poses as if Mojag were ducked in a prowl or standing tall and proud as a warrior might.