Ouroboros Spine sanniktigijuk

"you are right. i have never sought grandfather bear. but i think that he wants blood." she motioned to the laceration she had sustained, and then glanced around them. "take the snow, there," the duck instructed, motioning to where a few red drops had fallen alongside the sharp stone. "make a little circle of it. now he will see it with his eyes that are still tired from winter."

and yet, she dreaded the idea of the grandfather coming upon them. she was not a spirit-talker, and sialuk might be seen as coming too close to the taboo she had chosen not to enforce.