Ouroboros Spine Pissurta

The hesitation on his voice made Samani wonder if she should not have asked him. Worry crept through her, spiking the rate of her heartbeat. He was a hunter of Moonglow. Of course, he should not need to worry about teaching a young girl how to hunt. The moon child felt foolish, and her cheeks burned hot.

But Inutsuk was kind with his answer. He said that he had never been placed in a position to teach the skills he had learned. Samani was not worried for his teaching skills. He spoke in words of understanding. He had proven himself a valuable member of their village. She could see no fault in the tawny man across from her.

I think that you would be a good teacher. I can be the first to learn.

A gentle smile found its way to her features. Samani hoped that he would feel more at ease. She did not doubt him. Inutsuk was a good man.