Ouroboros Spine aliitchuk ⌖

They were all busy wolves, but they were welcoming tasks. His wives off and on hunted and made skins of their kills teaching the children who wished to learn it. In-between, Kukutux might greet newcomers and Lote would paint the rocks and trees of their home, marking the territory uniquely as their own. Shikoba and her mate guarded, Sialuk readied her remedies for birth to come. Aiolos fished often and guarded the den sites.The newest members filled wherever was lacking. Everyone shared the burdens, everyone had a place. They were whole.

Aiolos only wished Kausiut had stayed long enough to see the birth of her youngest siblings.They were coming now.

Kukutux call was an odd one as he heard it from under the waters. He lived his head from the shallows of the lake and bounded out from it. He shook his coat and made way quickly towards their denning.

He had seen Kukutux rounded with children three times now, though he was not there for Sialuk and her brother's birth. Still, Aiolos' worry was not faded with time and experience. He paced too, same as she and he quietly prayed to the Goddess Moon, to Mother Sea, that their light and waters wash over Kukutux- cleanse her, guide her.

Aiolos peeks within. He is the witness of two daughters, this which he is happy for- one pale and creamy, one similar but with undertones of sand and wood, colors which would come fuller as she aged. They are mostly quiet and calm, settling into their new place in the world easily. He, too, believes this to be the ending of Kukutux pain. A third time of two healthy children. Two more young girls to grow to strong and proud women of Moonglow.

He thought back to his younger days, when he would daydream as he thought of what he would name his children, should he the right to. What he would name his daughters- his sons, should they be spared. Names with words of Greek.

Then, Kukutux cried out again. Aiolos nearly jumps from this, so unexpected. He moves into the den now and comes around to the back of the den, along Kukutux backside as she lay. What was happening? He whines, Kukutux cries and their sounds are then joined with a new voice- the loudest of them, demanding their attention with vocals and a blazing coat of red. Both Kukutux and Aiolos single son they had before now lost to them, the Goddesses sought it fitting to bless them with one they'd created together.

Aiolos whines now one of joy, his tail thumping the den floor.