Ouroboros Spine Adrift, Asunder.

As she wandered the border Tulukiri thought less and less about the river, and more about the woods. Not these woods — those of flaming red and gold, where she had met the wayward boy with his berry patch. She had told him to seek them out in Natigvik if he wanted a change of pace from home; now, what? He might arrive there and find it empty.

She blamed Kigipigak for that, above all.

Her mind was busy as she did her patrol. There didn't appear to be anything amiss here. Her steps brought her across Amalia's recent work and with the intention of being useful, she began to kick back her heels to scratch the dirt over again with her claws, unaware she was doing it over a patch that Amalia had already worked on.

The other woman made a sound which Tulukiri interpreted as a derisive little huff, and shot Amalia a squint before carrying on with working the soil.