Ouroboros Spine a familiar sense of grief

with the mention of callyope, mojag's unofficial cousin from kukutux's litter, shikoba raises an eyebrow curiously towards her son. what could he be doing with her to cause such a change in his dialect to her? "callyope must be good friend to mojag, hm?" she decides to ask, wondering if he would choose to expand beyond what he decided to pause.

whether he expanded on it or not, it did not matter to her. she would refocus back on the hunt eventually in hopes of spending the day with her son. "anaa will let mojag decide when to go. we will see what animals are out today."

while many may prefer to have a strict schedule with their children, shikoba wanted mojag to have the ability to make decisions for himself. his independence would be a great gift, one that would hopefully never come to bite her in the ass if he decides to start derailing himself. for now, he continues to blossom into a boy that she is proud of.