Ouroboros Spine poppuk ⋋

Alduin burns the entire journey back into his mind. He does know where they went or what turns they took, but he’s traumatized awake. Unable to sleep lest it’s filled with nightmares. Nightmares of Sasha, nightmares of the river — which was his own doing. 

But the second he actually gets there, he passes out like he’s never slept before. Until finally he wakes to the beautiful face of this stranger, now, not-so-stranger. She offers him food and he looks at her with a thank you shining behind tired scarlet eyes. 

He lies on his side to eat, elbow comfortably keeping him upright. She calls his name and he looks up to her expectantly. 

“Where am I?” He asks, voice rough and strained. He knows it’s her home, but he doesn’t know who these people are. He suspects it’s a pack, for he could smell many scents on the way in, but he’s still horribly clueless.