Ouroboros Spine grackle's song

yes! kivaluk puffs out his breath, letting the word ride the exhale. and guard skills too! the truth was in his young, overly eager stage of life at the moment: he wanted to do everything but wasn't sure if such a thing was possible. he grows quiet for a moment, then letting the contemplation linger upon his tongue before parting his lips to speak. how many trades can i have? he asks his mother, realizing that in his go-get'em attitude he hadn't once stopped to ask if there was a limit.

the idea was a bit disheartening but he doesn't linger in it long.

are they more dangerous? not that, mind, he was old enough to take on dangerous beasts but the mischevious question sneaks out nonetheless and he is, if nothing else, curious.