Ouroboros Spine utukanaat

It felt good to have someone on his side, someone who knew how the world was meant to work. Kukutux was not his blood but he felt their kinship had grown very strong; they may as well have been shards of ice cut from the same glacier.

To dishonor one village was to dishonor all.

Thank you. A sigh.

I only wish I could be a better leader; someone respected, trusted, or even feared enough to be followed. It was not a wish he had ever openly expressed, not even to Sakhmet. It was something Kigipigak was slowly learning about himself.