Ouroboros Spine Uumman

Germanicus was from a place called Mereo. He was described as being a man who valued honor. As Rodyn spoke of the wolf’s home, she pictured it in her mind. It seemed an awfully strange place for wolves to live. They had made a deal, though. Rodyn had taken the furs from a hunt and the stern man had kept the meat. It seemed as though the Mereo leader had earned some of Rodyn’s respect, or so Samani would wager. He spoke kindly of the man.

Arsenio of Epoch was the next. Samani smiled when the hunter spoke of his time there. She imagined that Arsenio and Germanicus were two sides of the same wolf. One sounded warm and hospitable, the other sounded duty-bound and reserved. She wished that she could meet them both. The moon girl imagined that Rodyn might take her to these places, one day.

Would you return to Epoch? Or Mereo? To visit them again, maybe.

Samani wished that he could talk for hours about his journey. She did not want to make him feel obliged. She was sure that he had traveled many days and that he was probably tired. The young woman could not contain her excitement – Rodyn had returned and he was full of stories.