Ouroboros Spine Oh, this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees.

She felt warm weight over her shoulders and looked up through suddenly wet eyes to regard Kukutux. It was hard to catch her words through the shimmer of tears but Towhee caught enough of them to piece together the context.

Blame wasn’t something she had attributed to anybody, at least not yet. She could’ve blamed Heda for her rash decisions or her son for his idiotic coping method. But Towhee just didn’t.

I was there, she mumbled brokenly, reliving Caracal’s last moments, when he actually passed away. He looked so… Towhee couldn’t continue.

She breathed harshly, cried and shook for a few moments. Towhee felt a tiny bit humiliated but mostly she just felt like she was in the presence of someone who not only wouldn’t hold her display of emotions against her but someone who understood.

What have you done, to help you cope? Towhee asked shakily once she found her voice again, looking blearily into a pale face also damp with saltwater.