Ouroboros Spine Midnight, somewhere

@Aiolos @Kukutux @Shikoba @Vairë

Returning to the place of their birth was a mixed and uncertain feeling; joy tinged with sorrow, relief tainted by dread. There was no way to know what they might find. That brief reunion with Vairë felt a million miles away — and what of their mother? Lómion? Wilwarin?

None of those scents came to them as they approached the outskirts of Moonglow's claim. Inkalorë hesitated only for a moment, then called out for their sister, whose scent was here — and for Kukutux herself, who seemed eternal. She had never left. Ink sometimes wished that she had been their mother.