Ouroboros Spine Eira

There was no meaning behind the shapes and the things he did. It had been something he had learned to do when his mother and sister's were busy. When he didn't have duties with his dad. And again when he was alone, after his sister had stayed with her mate and he had moved along.

Sandulf tried his best. He knew that it wouldn't look great, because paws, and claws did not good pictures make. He supposed he could have used a tree branch, that would have made the lines a little bit slimmer, but he didn't like to hold it so tight for so long. It made his jaw hurt.

Sandulf huffed a gentle laugh and shook his head. Practice and time. Fun.

Warm Yellow eyes met hers for a brief moment and he smiled, before averting his eyes. He didn't wish to upset her, or get attacked for staring into her gaze.