Ouroboros Spine Hung like the pelt of some prey you had worn

The crow Sixsix clenched her shoulder, then took flight into the sky, and this was how Sialuk knew somebody was coming. He could not tell her who, but the black fur was quick to put a name in her mind: Raimo. He had been near them near seven days, since the first day she had found anaa here, but it was not enough time to trust him. He held some piece of animal as he came near, and her tongue slipped out without her noticing at the smell.

She was still hungry, missing the stability of the spear's constant stores. I greet you, Raimo, she said, reminding herself of anaa's words and how he had gone to look for survivors. Trust would come with time, so long as he did nothing to revoke it.