Ouroboros Spine In from the snow

A breath in, as though held, waiting on the words of Aiolos. Sunman had been wise not to ask for impossible things from the other man and in turn, Kaluktuk was wise to hold his tongue, lest he prove to be the exact type of man Aiolos had now grown to believe him as. 

And now, Aiolos own jaw tightens in the same manner. Even now as a head is bowed to him. Of course he was serious. Serious to sweep away a young new bridge with strength, pride and a thunder dick. Ariadne did not see these subtle things in her newfound interest. She only saw stars and felt butterflies in her stomach. She was on clouds! And Aiolos knew the feeling. He knew it all too well. With other women, one, two, three... and none last. 

Now First Hunter speaks, spat words lined with malice. Aiolos turns to him, silent as he watched him go and then turned back to the pair. Aiolos had no words to say, for they all felt the same. 

Where Aiolos' words were few, Kukutux' were many. She weaved the tale in full for Ariadne, who knew now only Kaluktuk, whom he was only in these few moons and not the lives which he had been before. Aiolos ears would sweep back when Ariadne speaks. Respectful, as she was raised, to not act out against her parents, which meant to only protect her! He knew not what else to say, man of little words.