Ouroboros Spine sugar on my tongue.

The last thing Harlyn had expected was to run into a completely different Ostrega than the one she was looking for.  Her brows lifted in surprise when he announced that he too was an Ostrega.  She took another look at him to search for any sort of family resemblance.  There was a bit of Mordecai in the coloration of his coat and in the golden shade of his eyes.


"Yeah, he and I lived here together for a few months.  We became traveling companions for a little while after, but ended up separating," Harlyn replied conversationally, interested now in the polite wolf now in her presence.  "So, who are your parents?" she asked, unable to be distracted by the surprise realization they'd come to, "Mordecai didn't say much of his relations, but he did mention a few names that I might recognize."