Ouroboros Spine ikuilliitik ⊮

the spine is a sight for sore eyes.

the taiga was peaceful, though the searing pain in shikoba's shoulder says otherwise. she wonders where the tartok man goes now, if he had finally been able to rejoin his group after draining the sources of Moonglow. either way, shikoba is happy to be back.

the pelts that had been carried were directed to be placed near the home of their matriarch, though the stench of loners rings in her nose. a call from the duck, to search for these thieves who have taken too much and have disrespected the spine.

a thundering bark, she calls for wolves to join her in the search for those responsible. the large female that she hasn't spoken to before, as well as the new recruit, are quick to join. perhaps another or two, shikoba looks towards @Inutsuk in hopes that he may be of help unless he is asked to help with anything.

if all else is well, the sivullik sets out at a quick pace to follow the many scents that linger.