Ouroboros Spine I thought I was flying to warmer places

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Other Moonglow members are welcome as well!

It took a long time for her to gather the courage to step into the moonwoman’s realm. She did it once, and it did not end well. After she met her son-in-law, her ninauga, she thought about her past, their past. A light flickered above her, soothing, welcoming, just as the duck’s presence was. Agana moved swiftly through the canopy, and when the scent of Moonglow filled her nose, she came to a halt. Heavy breathing; was she ready to face her? To face her own self?

Impulsive at heart, she howled for @Kukutux; hopefully, she would answer.

their final interlude had been left discolored by such a tension of unsaid things.

"ukallisugruk," murmured kukutux when she had answered the toning call of the minkwolf with her cunning eyes.

time had changed them both, but had wrought no oddity in remembrance of the warmth between herself and agana, and the way they had once kissed one another before the duck surrendered to her own traditions.

she had been half-traded to moonspear for it, but now she stood before agana as mother and grandmother, and perhaps even great-grandmother if Sedna blessed moonglow again.

still it was the same knowing jadestone eyes which came to rest upon agana's countenance, and the same inviting smile of welcome. "it is good to see your face again."

Even now, after years of absence, her piercing gaze stayed the same. So much has changed; the duck bore scars on her shoulder and across her cheek, reminders of her own age. They were both mothers now, soon the moonwoman will be a grandmother, if not already. Agana’s cheeks burned with anticipation as the pearl greeted her: warm and perfect as always. Her pearl. She cleared her throat before speaking: „It is good to see you too,” followed by a nod.

„I met your ninauga earlier,” the woman stated, lowering her head. The fireman allowed her to speak her mind, making easier the burden she carried on her shoulders. Agana sighed and with a half-smile continued, „I wish to be apart of Moonglow,” golden gaze turned away from the pearl, „If you’ll have me.” If only the damned woman did not have such ambitions. If only.

"solharr. he is a good man; he has made callyope happy."

if you will have me.

"i will have you, agana," and it seemed almost that they were girls again, standing in a featherweald as kukutux spoke of what she knew would most sate her heart.

but she had longed for the mink woman then, and despite her age, her status, that softheld part of the duck searched for some answering shine in agana's eyes. "come to my ulaq. there is much food and i wish to hear all that has happened."

she lingered, then turned her steps upon the foot-beaten path.

last from me! maybe start another? <3

Agana was glad for her daughter. Solharr was a good man. He offered to lead her to Moonglow, unaware how much it actually meant to her. All the men in her life either left her, or disappointed her. A vicious cycle of hoping for the romantic life she dreamed of, only to be let down, crushed by the harsh reality. All she could give the pearl was a nod and a smile; truly, she was happy.

Golden gaze lingered on the pearl, warm and welcoming as she had always been. Age has not changed her one bit. „I have so much to share with you,” so much girl talk, she had to tell her everything.

Agana followed the moonwoman closely, her heart beating faster with each step. She had so much to share, a single day wouldn’t be enough.