Ouroboros Spine Uumman

The kiss to his maw had him reeling, and a blush stained his already ruddy cheeks. Rodyn had grown into his size, had wiled away the lean fat that had clung to him, to replace with musculature and size of a true hunter. It had been a couple moons of much trial, and tribulation, and yet. It had been peaceful and haunting and it had filled his heart better.

He smiled and nudged her again. I am and I missed you.

Gently he motioned for her closer, and spoke softly. Of course I can. I've hunted otters in forests and wetlands. I hunted stag in mountains and meadows. I've met many kind wolves, a few unkind ones.

A motion of disgust at his shoulder where his scar lay ropy and hard. Raised.

There was different sounds in each place, and the sea. Ah Samani I wish you could have been there with me to see it. I have some shells for you. I found one the exact shade of your eyes. It took me a long time to find it. He chuckled. He had spent more than he should have along the shores of the ocean, but he hadn't wanted to leave it behind. It reminded him the most of Samani.

There was a pack in the mountains. Deep in a vale, known as Epoch, they are a pack of teachers. There was a pack of soldiers deep in the redstone canyons, Mereo. The leader there was strong and able bodied, but a bit cold. The one of Epoch was wise and kind, though none as wonderful as your Anaa and Tataa.