Ouroboros Spine stick season

Ipiktok stood up and pranced around with the root as Chickadee fanned his diminutive ego.

“I will be a great hunter, someday!” the child proclaimed, mumbling because of the object in his mouth.

Then, Ipiktok spit it out and nosed it to the side. “Let’s hunt some more, Dee!” He begged. “Together! Plleeaasseee?”