Ouroboros Spine Anaana

There were three of them. She did not catch all the names - it was hard for her to remember them, if there was no face to aligned to it. But, what made her curious, was that other thing - where had Kukutux got them? The "physics" of conception and birth were obscure to her - at the time, when she could have learned about this, she had had no interest. And by the time she had reached the Walrus hunters that year's litter had already been born. The puppies had looked like miniature versions of walrus babies, so she had figured that probably the lead hunter and the shaman had picked up those babies and raised them to be wolves. Where males came in question - again was not clear, but life was already full of odd rituals. It might have been one of them.


Long story short, what occupied Quu's mind was, where had Kukutux picked up her walrus babies, if the sea was so far away and those rascals were damn heavy to be carried too far. "Find?" she tried to form the inquiry in order to get the answer she was looking for, but it was already here - it was not going to be easy. "Where. Sisters.