Ouroboros Spine pick me up

The bones, which had been at Sialuk's feet, had caught Kausiut's attention. Another smile pulled at the older girl's lips. She could have swatted her sister away, told her not to touch the bones, but instead, Sialuk thought it might be more interesting to nurture curiosity in her younger sibling.

You like them? she asked. Sialuk had been drawn to the bones early, under Sixsix's tutelage, if one could call it that. He had provided the bones for her, and she had offered him meat in return. The black bird was likely off gathering more bones for her now. Each one had been assigned a meaning. Some of the meanings came quickly to Sialuk, but others took longer to give their purpose.

This one means death, Sialuk said, pushing it toward her younger sister with a paw. Sometimes death of a wolf, sometimes of an idea, sometimes of an era.