Ouroboros Spine secondhand

Her anaa was there, speaking in those gentle tones she remembered from her childhood. It made her relax, her body loosened, her face turning into a smile.

Anaa, they are so cute! She crooned when she came close, close enough to pick out the small bodies beside her mother.  Placing down the carrying skin, she settled upon the grass, her smile almost too perfect. It unsettled her, to be honest, the thought that Lótë had come back. The bitter, angry girl she had been wanted to know why. The hurt girl even deeper inside her wanted to know what she had done to not be chosen in the end.

The woman she was frowned, before reaching over to pull the skin close and open it to reveal the things inside. She pushed the meat to Kukutux with a little smile.

For you. I am working on my sea legs still, I am not quite good at fishing yet. She didn’t mention Lótë, not yet.