Ouroboros Spine There are many places a spirit may rest

The swim was splendid and filled the bard with a cool sense of ease, one that he rather enjoyed. When the Taggerung had finished his swim, cool to his core, he paddled to the shores and shook his golden pelt free of the loose droplets.

Shikoba was speaking of someone. Tagg perked his ears, eyes searching until they landed on the male just in the distance. The bard regarded him with a lolled tongue and wildly crooked grin.

We ought to say hello, yes? the Taggerung inquired of Shikoba in a whisper that was much too loud. The man was a new father, too. There was nothing more exciting than to hear the joys of early parenthood. From what Shikoba had said of Kukutux, the man was lucky.