Ouroboros Spine Chaménos

Thank you.

The words were tense and as rough-edged as their wielder.

Antigone felt that she was trying to decipher him. He could see her eyes shift over his face, searching for something within him. The boy did not know what she thought he was. He would serve her pack until he could speak with Sorcha. When he had talked to her again, only then would he make plans for his future.

Until she returned, Antigone would put himself to work. Hunt prey, gather herbs, whatever would pass the time he spent in Moonglow.

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