Ouroboros Spine Chaménos

Is everyone here a hunter? he asked her with a thin-lipped expression.

Did they have no medics? No warriors? Were they a pack based on trade? Antigone had seen his father tending to furs. When asked what he was doing, the man had explained that a traveler had come and shown him how to treat the pelts. It was a task that seemed to make him happy. Antigone had never taken an interest enough to ask more.

One ear flicked back. His navy eyes shifted to the wilderness beyond their borders. He wondered with Sorcha would come back. He wondered what she might say.

Alright. I will do that. His mind did not feel as though it could rest.