Ouroboros Spine great-grandmother

Like many other days, Nasamik had taken time for herself to ponder, trekking aimlessly through the spine. She soon planned to return to her ulaq, but a figure ahead stopped her.

For a moment, she observed. The looked fit, like a hunter. But they did not yet smell too much like the village. And yet— they were here.

Hello... She uttered softly, taking a step closer to get a better view.