Ouroboros Spine The city of the moon

It was Kigipigak's work ethic that would stave off the worst of his emotions. Giving him something to practice rather than give in to the thoughts of Sakhmet, the plateau, and whatever path that future would have lead him down. He was here now, within the village of Moonglow, and he had work to do.

It would take time for him to learn all that he could of Moonglow. He knew of the healing ulax and not much else. The outer limits called to him this day, so it was with a focused sprint he ran the paths upon the outskirts.

A call rang out an hour in to his patrol. It sounded sharp against the rocks, echoing from some distance away. Kigipigak moved to intercept whoever it was; but when he neared the area he saw a copper coat with dark marks, and bristled, thinking it was a young and foolish fox venturing too close.

The creature was somehow larger than a fox, and upon further observation only the face held warm tones. Kigipigak did not know what to make of them yet - but he chuffed, testing the creature for a response.