Ouroboros Spine kulavak ≭

Your village. It was the first time a living spirit had spoken those words aloud, and she was thankful it had come from anaa. She felt only warm encouragement in her mother's words, and Sialuk felt her heart clench in her chest. Not heavy, as it had been for months past, but with gratitude for her mother's blessing.

I worried that you would not give your blessing, she said, I should have known better. Her lips pulled into a smile, and she pressed her forehead into Kukutux's chest, drinking in her scent. Sialuk knew she would not be far, and Moonglow would thrive with the young children that now filled her mother's den. The children of Lote and Shikoba also made strength in Moonglow, Sialuk knew.

Do you still know hunters who search for a wife? she asked, her eyes keen on anaa's features. Her mother had been a matchmaker for as long as Sialuk could remember, and surely she knew of one or two suitable hunters. Perhaps one who wishes to have sons and daughters atop a mountain?