Ouroboros Spine that sinking feeling

Vairë’s grin was a small thing.

I went out to find myself, I believe. She couldn’t quite remember it all, knowing only the itch of sensation beneath her paws and the pressing need to try and escape it. Unwittingly, one of her legs raised to press her knee against the forming scar on her cheek.

All I found was trouble. Leaving the village will not happen for a time. Her smile turned sly.

My anaa would drag me back by the tail, I think. She would be quite upset to even see me out right now. She lowered her voice into a conspiratorial whisper.

Im supposed to be staying in the dens.