Ouroboros Spine never love an anchor

A little giggle alerted her to the brown form of her eldest, and she turned her head to give him an affectionate swipe of her tongue up the side of his head.

Don’t wake your siblings, Salaksartok. She whispered, as though what she was about to share was some great secret.

I’m watching for the story stars. She had only the barest understanding of them, from a brief lesson while out of the wilds, but it was enough to pass to her son.