Ouroboros Spine [m] wildfire women

she shifts away from him for a moment, almost a bit hurt at the fact that he would not share his history with her. perhaps it is in her ignorant nature to always demand the truth and always expect to receive it, considering the woman is so open about her past and culture. this is hard for her, hitting a sudden wall with a man she feels so close with.

a small breath, a minute of contemplation. "alright." she said to him, direct, though her tone remains quiet. shikoba would back down, only because they have something worth cherishing over instead of arguing. "it will not just be shikoba that inutsuk will have to talk to," she warns him, casting a look to her belly for a moment, "it will also be them."

but the woman just shakes her head and attempts to settle back down with the man. "will cross that path when we get there." unless this man breaks his betrothal to the native and primal woman, he will have to accept the fate of letting her know who he really is, and who he once was. but for now, she will force herself to remain content.