Ouroboros Spine ❁ For years and years,

she wears a face that is not far off from mojag's age, young and bright and perhaps rightfully filled with concern as she remains at the borders. star hunter has never forgotten her duties as a guardian of the spine, even after birthing out 3 kids and raising them as strong and independent workers for the village. she could see this from her approach.

the evening brings about a warmth that shikoba has always adored, reminding her of the burning heat that remained in the desert. often she wishes to return to the beach they had once seal hunted, hoping to stick her toes in the sand and think back to her youth. but those days are gone, and eventually winter will be upon everyone.


the sandy girl would be greeted by the mottled woman, who moves towards her with a short stride trot before coming to settle on her side of the border. star hunter looks over the other with lemon eyes for a moment, settling into a prideful and tall stance before speaking. 

"you stand on the edge of moonglow, stranger. what is it you seek?" there is warmth in her voice, offering this new face a more friendly side of herself.