Ouroboros Spine imnaik ⩅

Nasamik came with haste, joining the circle.

As was her custom, to which Kukutux now knew well, the snowshoe rabbit hunter greeted moonwoman with a gingerly touch upon her shoulder.

It was truly an honor that she should be invited here, and her gratitude showed within her warm gaze.

Kukutux went on to speak of them, as women, as mothers, and as caretakers of the village. To Nasamik was given blooms of pine — and to the others a talisman of moonwoman's creation.

Then more words of womanly wisdom. The choice of whether they would stay or venture, and what it is they would pursue.

Born and raised as hunter, Nasamik knew her decision. Here. To stay in the village and act as one with the rest.