Ouroboros Spine sons of salt and sea

There was but one thing left to place in its proper location.

Her token of womanhood. She rested it beside the antler Sialuk had brought, tucking it away from view for the time. Then, she moved to her feet and padded over to join Rhaegal on the floor of her den. She relaxed beside a scattered pair of ermine skins, slinging them up over her front paws.

That sounds like a plan! She spoke after a moment, tail stirring to wave for a moment, before it fell tiredly back to the den floor. She was still bedecked in flowers, she realized belatedly, but she didn’t move to remove them just yet.

Do you have an idea of what to call our home? Her mother’s village and her sister’s village all had a matching name theme.

Vairë, to her great confusion, perhaps felt a bit different about a name.