Ouroboros Spine kitungagitka

Ariadne closely followed anaa towards the sound of Kigipigak's howl. Although the voice who summoned their presence had been strong—with the confidence of belonging and familiarity—she didn't recognize it. She was hesitant to meet whoever had arrived—as she was shy around every new face that she met—but remained cautiously optimistic. 

There were many unfamiliar faces, and she froze alongside Callyope as the other children rushed past them. "There are so many!" she exclaimed quietly, leaning closer to her anikatiga, "I do not know who they are." They were welcomed—as anaa and atâtak had greeted them so warmly—but Ariadne didn't know what to make of it all. "Do you?" she asked.

"They look kind," Ariadne observed, slowly warming up to the kujummiak as Stratos and Mojave welcomed the other children, "I would like to meet them soon." Not yet—she was not ready. "I will wait until we are both ready."

She watched the katik curiously.