Ouroboros Spine All I have to do is breathe

The man would only go so far as taking her to bed. This was fine, though Samani would have liked if he would stay longer and tell stories to her sister. Kausiut was a quiet girl and a wild girl. Something about the way that Kigipigak spoke of his home and their peculiar traditions made her think that her sister would enjoy them, might even find inspiration in them.

As Samani led him back to her family den, she bumped softly against his legs. Her mind whirred with the information that he had shared, still confused by it. The moon child would likely ask her mother for clarity, if she remembered to discuss it with Kukutux. Perhaps she would allow it to exist only within her, for her to think on in fitting moments.

As she curled up with the pelt she had carried, Samani felt her lids grow heavy. She bid Kigipigak a good night and watched as he faded away into the darkness outside of their den. Then, sleep took her to dreams of water and stars that glittered in its surface.