Ouroboros Spine itsumunga ≙

it was surprising for shikoba to see moonwoman away from her ulaq where her children gently rest in the mouth of her home. though, the guardian does not feel the need to question the motifs of kukutux, for the pale woman is always generous enough to explain what crawls on her mind when she comes to visit and speak. today is no different it seems, though the news that she brings causes shikoba to lose track of what she is doing.

an offer, perhaps a knighting in some form. shikoba has proven her worth to the duck, as promised when she first found herself along these borders as a hollow shell of her former self. a sense of pride runs through her fiery blood, it feels as if the pheasant tail clan stands within her soul. a great honor indeed, the native drops her head to her toes in a form of respect and thanks.

"shikoba honored," she starts off before raising her eyes to barely meet the jadeite stare of kukutux, "what anaa?"