Ouroboros Spine raptor wrangler

kivaluk smiles, and it grows a bit more sloppy, a bit more boyish as she kisses his cheek. and though her lips linger for a second after, the feel of them, the warmth that roars to life in his chest lingers so much longer.

it's a type of euphoria that he does not want to come down from.

i'd love to meet her. kivaluk tells chickadee; earnestly. he'd met her father and some of her siblings already, but he felt that the next step would be to meet the rest. unfortunately, chickadee probably wouldn't get a chance to meet his mama or his papa or akkuma or galana — which cements the type of husband and father that kivaluk strove to be.

a present one. stable and steady.

as he has learned from kukutux and aiolos; ever grateful for the moonwoman and sunking in his life.