Ouroboros Spine puyuk

Mojag was there for a few more minutes, agonizing, pacing.

There came the scent of a wolf, but he did not know this one. When he turned he thought he glimpsed Kukutux - but it was someone larger, and as he drew close he saw the scars upon his face. This was not a wolf of the village.

Who are you? He blurts without thinking, and strides close, as if they are friends. Mojag has never had to defend this village or the island home from anyone or anything, and the instinct does not come naturally to him the way hunting does.

But he is aware of how his mother behaves at the borders, as he's watched her enough times. He stands a little taller and says, This is the village Moonglow.