Moonspear Is there a spirit that spits upon the exit of signs.

A woman appeared, having left temporarily outside of his notice, and dropped warm meat at his side. He glanced at it, then to the back of Kukutux' head - she was addressing one of the other bodies present - sighed, and tucked himself in to a heap; hardly hungry enough to pick at the offering, and lost with the dissolution of his fever. He fit in here as well as always. He had many questions but no energy to ask them, and resorted to drowsing while the strangers spoke with his caretaker; he could not help the curious flicker of one ear to listen, however he was drifting sleepily soon enough.