Ouroboros Spine what the spirits shown

His breath is let out heavy, his features stern still even as she lowers her head. His muzzle pulls forward, as though to sooth, but stops from doing so as he decides to listen to her words first before reacting. Lifting his head back then, he nods another silent nod. The time Lote had been with them as co-wife, living together in Moonglow, was not all that long a time. Maybe Sakhmet would only have this position a short while, should Kigipigak return. Maybe the worry of her wanting for children soon was not a worry he need have. 

Aiolos' heart belonged to Kukutux and Kukutux only and so he believed his body belonged to her and her only. That the passion of love-making should only be for those in love. But this was a thought which did not necessarily breathe truth for all and perhaps his way of thinking had stemmed from his utter devotion and loyalty to Kukutux. 

The relationship he had with Rue had been far from the same. Aiolos had given himself to her, but she would not take him. Kukutux... she was a breed all her own and with a history like Aiolos had, well, he would be damned if he were to fuck up by making her feel as though she were not enough to satisfy. 

But there was such a happiness in her now, the way she spoke of the mahogany woman. And she spoke the desire of her to join them on the coast. A happiness so full the thought flickered in the back of his mind that perhaps she was not just his wife anymore after all. Aiolos had spent so much time making certain that Kukutux did not feel his attention was split in half, that he did not realize her own affections now split between! 

Then we will go to the sea. He said then, after the many words which Kukutux had spoken. Of her desire of Sakhmet. Of her not wanting children, not wanting to be without the husband lost to her. Of the vision which Sedna had given her, one which Aiolos would not mock, given his devotion to his own goddesses. The three of us. And so it was settled.