Ouroboros Spine the reflection's always mine

she would flee, flee like the coward shikoba believed her to be. whether she was truly the one who desecrated the land or not, kindness would not be given so easily to those who have no reason to receive. the thundering movements of the two women make the message clear, and shikoba can only hold her chin up as she watches the girl scamper off.

she looks towards kukutux, her burning rage soon swallowed by the woman's presence. a deep breath, a problem that seems to be relatively avoided. "thankful for you." she says to her, coming to brush against the woman's shoulder and neck with her own body and muzzle. "hope they never come again." she casts a gaze off into the distance, wherever the lingering sisters could be.