Ouroboros Spine tunusisak ⋘

in his nerves, when the time came, he would forget the deerskins and likely butcher the whole tradition ( oops ) but for now, he gives a firm nod.

he draws in a breath and lets it out slowly, thinking through his words; sorting out questions of which he has many.

what happens if they don't accept me? from the questions, he chooses the most pressing. for while he was confident in himself and his abilities, he always held onto that shadow of doubt to keep himself grounded.