Ouroboros Spine poppuk ⋋

She blinks owlishly at him, he doesn’t know why, he’s only asking if she’s okay. Maybe she doesn’t get that very much. He doesn’t know, but he knows all the wolves in his canyon care for him — care and look out for each other. 

So he nods shyly after she speaks. But she seems much more intrigued by something else. The moon woman leans in closer, blood red orbs meeting the emerald of her own intensely. I’m this moment, he looks like a pup too worn out for his age. Ruby eyes border just on the line of tense.

Then his lips part and he says his father’s name like a weapon.

“Kynareth.”