Ouroboros Spine ukijijuk ⏧

The two-year listened, as was her habit in any company, though the words of how things would be the same here gave the cloudberry a mental pause. Would Adrastus not be allowed near when she whelped then -- given that they did wed and she conceived? Lótë felt a fretful anxiety grip her for a moment, ears drifting back in a slow droop, but willed it away as she continued to help the moonwoman in her task. It was a problem for another day, one far into the future.

Twice, she followed the wisewoman from the lake to the ulaq, helping to move the stones until they had what was required of Kukutux's craft. The next string of words drew the dove's evergreen peridots and fawnskin auds alike towards the duck, interest glimmering in the pale jade gems. "Is their village close by?" She wondered idly, thinking she might go visit their allies sometime and trade stories like Raimo had spoken of in his homeland.