Ouroboros Spine malitjuagak ▱

Wilwarin allowed a small, wonder-filled smile to grace her features at Ajâtsuk's words -- a sense of pride and magic flowing through her veins at the thought she and Amil could claim such a powerful animal as their protector. 

Tipping her head back, the sprite howled with her stepmother -- a song of release and courage, a song of strength. A song for her mother in the village that they would both be okay.