Ouroboros Spine Distance dancing

Rodyn chuckled and met her gaze with a small boyish grin. They allowed my fangs to strike true almost every game I went for, but without the skill I have that may not have been the case.

Rodyn knew that most of his kills were due to skill, life of learning, and luck. He had the skill and the learning, where the luck came from. Well perhaps that was the gods and he was fine with attributing that to them. And if it made Kukutux and Samani and whomever else feel better to thank gods for what he had killed and earned. He was fine with that, and he had to admit it was nice to sometimes say that small prayer, it felt like it made everything better. But then again. Hunting to Rodyn was a form of worship. It was sacred. He loved it.