Ouroboros Spine ukijijuk ⏧

The pale agouti smiled in return, tail wagging as she followed after the moonwife to the shores of the lake. Where Kukutux indicated, the aspiring Naturalist obediently obliged -- paws aligning aside the Alpha's to scrape at the soft loam. The wet grit of it rasping against her liver pawpads was soothing, as was the silence that momentarily filled the air between them. It was common for their conversations, for things to hit a lull and the words to die off for a moment. The doe did not mind; Kukutux was contemplative, wise. [size=small]Aiwëndil had yet to be disappointed in the matchmaker's company; when she did speak, it was usually something worthwhile to listen to. The silences weren't so bad either, often companionable.[/size]

[size=medium]"Some," [/size][size=small]Aiwë[/size][size=medium] [/size][size=small]shrugged her shoulders in a so-so gesture of having rudimentary knowledge on the subject, paws stilling for just a moment in the process of digging for stones. [/size][size=medium]"I never did have much knack for healing. But where I am from, the women often whelp in close cycles -- there were not  very many of us, only a handful of females." [/size][size=small]She would have joined them this year if not for her relocation to the Wilds. [/size][size=medium]"Birthing is a womens[/size][size=medium]' ritual. Men were not usually present but all the she-wolves of my native village would come together to help a woman bring forth her children." [/size]

[size=medium]"I helped in my youth -- at @Sialuk's (reference)[/size][size=medium] age, like you spoke of training her here in Moonglow,"[/size][size=small] the mouse confided with a slight bob of her fallowskin crown.[/size]

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apologies for the horrible size codes, i honestly dont know what happened and it wont let me fix it. T.T

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