Ouroboros Spine mines (danger!)

A voice, joined by another.

Lómion and Kukutux. Her brother’s eyes rested on the fox she’d killed and brought back, calling it pretty. Her mother said she would turn it into a pelt for her.

Vairë nodded, looking at the crow between her paws.

He was.. Vairë cut herself off with a frustrated noise, turning to glare at the fox as though he had personally fouled her, then back to the bird.

He wouldn’t kill it. He just…he just kept pouncing, then skittering away. He…he was tormenting the crow. So I stopped him. The fox had not been able to see very well, perhaps that was why he kept pouncing and walking away, mere circumstance, but Vairë had not seen it like that. For a girl who had so suddenly found her home felt unsafe, it was a horror like no other. But this she could control.

This she could stop.

Water splattered against the brown feathers. Tears dropped over her muzzle, as she raised her head to look at Kukutux.

How do I fix it? Can I fix it?