Ouroboros Spine of a longing spirit

shikoba had always felt like the spotlight was a fight between her and her siblings, though specifically, it was between her and her older brother. they both had wanted their place to be within the ranks with the adults as leader and chieftain, but truly there was only 1 heir to the clearing.

and shikoba was never soft-spoken when it came to demanding things in her youth. she spoke with fire in her tongue and refused to take no as an answer at times. and while this trait has gone away with age, sometimes shikoba thinks about her spitfire youth. and yet she was surrounded by wolves with teeth and kind words. her son was temperate and easy to get along with, not headstrong like his mother was at his age.

perhaps this was inutsuk's doing. perhaps mojag held more of his father than his mother. and for a moment, shikoba did not dare to think of such a thing. 

her paws carry her to the lake, and here she sees the deer child. once she was upon the borders searing with an infection and seemingly a broken heart. yet now the girl has danced with the other men and appears content. star hunter offers her a gentle greeting of a chuff.

"you seem happy, vairë." she says this with a smile on her face, "it brings joy to Moonglow to see this."