Ouroboros Spine verses

Lótë accepted the girl with a gentle summer rain of kisses, dipping her head to nuzzle the pale girl. It never failed to soften her heart, being close to the little ones. The cloudberry hummed softly, a regretful noise for she hadn't intended to needlessly get Callyope's hopes up -- only to dash them. 

"It is very far, too far for little legs," second wife murmured softly, poking an earthen nose gently at the cub's slim chest -- a playful gesture. Not to mention that she was uncertain whether Kukutux might want her youngest children wandering so far at their age. "Soon," Ajâtsuk promised with a smile. 

"Today we might do something else, aya?" the bird-watcher attempted to redirect the sungirl's attention. "Would you like to come paint the ulaq?" It bore the marks of Lótë and her firstborn children, and even @Samani though Kausiut had always been a reserved sort and had never added her own markings to the walls of second wife's dwelling. Even so, Lótë hoped to continue the tradition by adding the youthful scribbles of her sister's third litter to the mural.