Ouroboros Spine Black Squirrel II

She agreed! Today was a good day for Mojag; he hand hunted well, and now he had found a trade that would make his mother happy and his friend too. Callyope sounded pleased by the arrangement.

The girl burrowed in to his fur and he laughed, but he welcomed the physicality as well. Mojag had always been a very affectionate child and had not been taught many boundaries.

I'll walk with you, he said, although they had been doing that for a while already.

Callyope probably had other duties, or lessons, or games, to fill her days. Mojag should not have expected her to work on it immediately but he was singularly focused as they neared the women's spaces, where Kukutux often toiled away.

I'll find you after? Or --!! You find me? It made more sense for Callyope to hunt him down whenever the pelt was ready; Mojag did not know how long it might take.