Ouroboros Spine sullukoppuk ∺

By now Kau had mastered walking and doing so in a straight line, not veering off course unintentionally and without toppling over. Her gait due to the mismatched length of her forepaws was not even, akin to limping, but she did not show any signs of pain. And being the kind, who did not suffer quietly, one could easily trust that this puppy was fine. 

The deformed paw was such, that part of it below carpal joint was twisted outwards. And on an occasion she had learned that it was quite handy in pushing stuff that interested towards her - the angle was just right to cup the object and drag it. This she was doing now, when Kukutux arrived, bringing a gift: lying on her round belly, hind-legs splayed behind her, while the fore pair were experimenting on, how man objects she could collect without actually getting up.

The god inside her head watched this in bored irritation - there was not much he could do at the moment, though the scent of flesh and blood, awakened him just enough, to kick that puppy's hunger point and send it to investigate the stuff. Its only hope now was that, if his host ate regularly and a lot, it would grow up faster. And out-survive others. 

And in this they were in agreement. Eating was important. Kau jumped to her feet, ambled towards the leg, gave it a perfunctionary sniff, pushed away another puppy (if such happened to stand nearby) and dug her tiny needle teeth in the meat. She pulled and chewed and growled possessively.