Ouroboros Spine And I don't remember why I came

it was not new to hear multiple voices whispering in the snow. spirits were known to walk during the winter nights, calling for others in a sound that was often swept up in the wind.

and it was no surprise that as winter continued to trudge through its season, there would be wolves without homes and without food. moonglow could only provide so much, and shikoba was perhaps not as gracious and kind as the matriarch of the spine was. perhaps this was her next lesson in life, to shed the hard scales of war and suspicion that have kept her blood warm and heart pounding away in her chest.

shikoba was unsure of the boy at her borders. the golden hood would be graced by the presence of moonglow's star hunter, and the scarred woman would waste no time with asking her questions.

"you are on the border of Moonglow, what is your business here?" her tone continues to lose its sharpness when addressing others, though it certainly is clear that the woman is not one for flowery introductions.