Ouroboros Spine iii. out of this home

"Much the same," she eludes, tones soft and side-stepping as jade gems nictate earthbound. A shield. "Sialuk found me on the glacier and she mentioned that her kin's home had been destroyed in an odd storm. I offered to help." Mayhaps he would find this unorthodox, this willingness to mend what was not hers to fix seemingly without reason. Lótë did not think it so; she had her reasons -- benign as they were. She wanted only a tribe to call her people and a home to rest her bones. 

"And I will stay," the mouse tacked on, thinking that the icebear might want an answer to that question as well. "I have wandered enough, seen plenty. I have no desire to continue such a trend." Willow shoulders heave a tiny shrug, knowing well that she is not the most interesting of creatures. A steadfast, stone woman of earthly values.