Ouroboros Spine first blood

soon their song dissipates into the chilly air as her tones grow dark. she looks towards inutsuk with an expression of joy. moonglow welcomes him, the name of his past is now buried and only now he lives on as something blessed by the spirits. inutsuk, a man of strength and quick learning.

a man who grows on the warrior woman, even if just for these moments.

"moonglow welcomes inutsuk, now, we eat and celebrate." well, the party may consist of only these two for now, but it would still hold value to break bread with the sivullik. getting on shikoba's good side is never a bad thing as the woman can have harsh words and tough teeth. she motions to the two fish that lay on the shore.

"has inutsuk made den?" normally, that may be the best place to eat, but if the man lacks, then perhaps he may join shikoba near hers so they may eat together. "first meal should be eaten there." a time of firsts for everyone, but perhaps this is all part of the silent claiming process in the mind of the woman. he spills blood, and now he consumes it in his domain. truly, he relishes in his new identity this way.