Ouroboros Spine first blood

i absolutely adore these two hehe, ready to fade here?

the use of furs is something not necessarily new to her, though it was once forgotten in her mind as she grew farther from the desert that she called home. as she learned more about Moonglow and the moon woman herself, shikoba was able to rekindle her knowledge in furs and the drying process to save them.

her family had used them to decorate their shared den, a sacred bed filled with the scent of the pheasant tail family and their blessings. though the furs are probably degraded by now, perhaps stolen in a raid of her empty family den. or perhaps, in an easier way of thinking, the den is sealed from one of the rocks that used to reside above the entrance. perhaps, it is like a tomb now where it is sealed from the outside world.

it would be an easier way to think of it, at least her family's spirit would be kept safe inside. but, the woman digresses in thought and instead returns to her world with inutsuk. his compliment is taken with a smile. "reminds shikoba of old home, with lots of fur." a little taste of her history, perhaps later he will learn more about it if he asks. who knows, maybe he may even get a muse for his own ulaq after witnessing her creative touch in her own. "now, inutsuk eat." she encourages him as she begins to pick apart her own fish.