Ouroboros Spine I was three days on a drunken sin

she watched as the figure became wolf and swept down upon something that gave a sharp cry and then was finished. a hunter. belly clenched in hunger for what he had killed; there was an answering pang that sent torment smarting through her ankle. kukutux lowered her haunches to the snow beside the ulaq, then lay down, wanting to watch even if she did not wish to be seen.

her sister's voice, telling her it was good to be kuktutux. tears stung her eyes. here upon the bare open studded with stone and tree until they gathered into a forest, much could be seen. the sun shone down upon the snow. and kukutux, with luck, would also be hidden until she was spotted against the piled drifts.