Ouroboros Spine Maybe we will, maybe we won't.

kukutux saw the way that towhee looked toward her body. she found no offense in this; if the other had asked directly, it would be the way of moonglow and of her people. they spoke in plain words to one another. 

rue and germanicus. cowstep? moonwoman quickly translated inside her own mind and thought that towhee must be speaking of her kausiut, daytime star. destined to be spirit-talker. "i will tell this to them," she said with a soft wave of her tail.

this rue, this matrona — these names meant high ranks, she felt, for towhee to offer the alliance of mereo so freely. it meant that she was well-known by these wolves, and trusted by them as well. 

it bode well for this new alliance. perhaps among their ranks might be found a suitable husband for sialuk and perhaps an ugi for samani.

"if your children come here, i will tell them where you are." it was the bond of mothers to watch over the sons and daughters of one another.

"walk with sedna," kukutux said in blessing to towhee.

she would watch the woman's frame disappear from view, sending a low howl of gratitude and affection scudding over the wilderness after the retreating heels.

and then kukutux would seek @Aiolos and tell him what had transpired here.