Ouroboros Spine Sweetness

in many ways, shikoba's body continues to age without her spirit. she finds herself starting to grey in the areas beneath her eyes and muzzle, and parts of her ache in the morning as she comes to stretch and yawn and think about her day. motherhood has put the weight onto her hips that still remain stubbornly attacked, and perhaps the stress of her life is finally catching up to cash in all of its chips.

but work still calls to her, though star hunter finds herself distracted upon the scent of her daughter coming to her nose. and curiously, the woman would follow to see what her child, now perhaps adolescent, was up to. shikoba was often lucky that her kids enjoyed spending time with her, as often many would find time with their parents full of resentment or embarrassment. there is something to be said when your kid still thinks your cool!

in her line of sight comes her red daughter and a berry bush, the sugary scent seemingly coating her daughter as shikoba draws near. "ajei," she greets in their native tongue, "it seems you have found a berry bush. are they ripe?"