Ouroboros Spine tatamnaktuk ⨸

He had not expected it.
Had not been quite prepared.

As the mother and eldest daughter would already know, the father thought there to be still some time left before the pups arrivals. They would come soon, but not this soon or so they all had assumed...

Aiolos had been blissfully avoidant of 'the child'. A close eye kept as Alduin was in close range of Kukutux, swollen with pups, but Aiolos did not bother to reach out to him. After all, it was the child's own father which had given him such an ache to his neck first thing when waking.

But now the stripped son calls out to him, panting, screaming. What is it? A sharp snap of words, meant not to be harsh, but firm. Out from the waters the lion comes, following suit after the boy until soon Aiolos is leaving him behind, quick to close the distance between he and Kukutux.

Here at his arrival Kukutux is surrounded by the women's circle, more to come, he expects. They nurture her and murmur encouragements and urge her back towards the dens. It is not long when the first of their pups has been born, blood and birth filling the air.

Sialuk agression and warning for all men to stay clear is heeded for this time being and Aiolos paces, separating the men (behind him) and woman as he draws a line there between them. He would be quick to snarl and bite at any of his circle that crossed.

Obediently but reluctantly, he waits until he is called upon.