Ouroboros Spine sikinik ⪊

Arrluk was quiet, like his sister. Happy and rarely ever complaining, even as his eyes began to open, even as the world was blinding and painful because of it. He closed his eyes back shut and burrowed his muzzle deep into Kukutux's side as he found a place returned near Galana. Arrluk hadn't the same interest to see the world, to gain his footing and to venture. He only sought the comfort of his siblings, his mothers, his father.  

Mother speaks, her words a comfort to him, as always they were. He did not know what she was saying, but knew that he was happy here, with all of them, always.