Ouroboros Spine blood of Akhlut

He takes a step back, her eyes bright upon him. His ears sweep back to her question and he nods, quiet a moment and then, I saw her- sea sister. He paused then, waiting to see the emotions in her gaze from this. 

I had found a deep lake high in the mountains. She lead me back to her home. He didn't say her name. He knew he shouldn't, at least not in front of mom. It was a strange tradition, not being able to speak the name of one you loved that died because something bad might happen. 

Akhlut was there. He was arrluk. A strange way of putting it, yet he believed his mother would understand. Akhlut had come to him in his final form, as arrluk- killer whale. It was this blood which he wore now: Blood of akhlut. Blood of arrluk. Blood of himself.