Ouroboros Spine The dojo.

the last thing inkalorë needed was mentoring in mercenary work. the star-child was clumsy enough as is, often ending each day with new scrapes and bruises. they were an active child, though, and always on the hunt for new friends. so naturally, when they saw a wolf they'd never met but who carried the signature scent of the village, inkalorë was delighted.
hi! they greeted happily as they trotted up to the woman, stopping at her side to look out over the water. their tail waved happily as they walked, and they watched the woman with cheerful anticipation.