Ouroboros Spine evening star

the first to arrive reminds of her aunt; Avicus has to do a double-take to make sure it isn't. but it's green eyes instead of white, and the woman smells strongly of this mountain—and she is not whispering to herself and her gods.

Avicus returns her bark with a measured stare and is about to move along when Karst arrives, something slipping from his mouth. been eating well, she surmises, and an ugly sneer twists her lips.

him, she says, jerking her chin at the boy but still looking at the unfamiliar face. you take? or he come? 

she supposes that if Karst had been taken prisoner, it is now her responsibility to free him from captivity in whatever way she can. they are pack-mates (or were), after all, bonded by the hunt and by shared spilled blood. but if it is his choice. . .