Ouroboros Spine Anaana

Kausiut pondered on these news for a bit, then shook her head lightly and shrugged. Apparently babies came in one's life in different ways. Some you grew yourself, others you picked like mushrooms.

In the meanwhile she had finished eating and yawned. The long journey and all the talking had made her tired. She got to her feet, stretched and shook her coat. "Rest," she told her mother, preparing to find a place to spend the night, once allowed to leave. Few would be granted this level of respect - had Kukutux not been her mother and a leader and a provider - Quu would have simply left.