Ouroboros Spine Tauttuk

Moonwoman spoke of her village with pride. They were a place of hunters and circles. He thought this was not unlike the little river village. It was good to know that there were likeminded wolves, even so far from the white hunting grounds.

When she spoke of her daughters, the pale hunter bowed his head.

This one has spoken with your daughter, raindrop. A fine hunter woman. She wears hawk eyes, Kannoyak told her. He wondered if Sialuk had learned her dancing story from her mother. He wondered then how many other stories she might have known. Would she tell them upon the mountain?

Would you share one of your stories?