Ouroboros Spine i am made of memories

Husband. Father. Many men would think them to be mundane titles. Especially so when there was a whole world out there! Why remain settled and confided to a den space with screaming pups when you could be climbing the heights of great mountains, going on expansive hunts, riding the tides of the sea...

Aiolos had done all these things yet he had never been more happy then being here in his little village (though little no more) at @Kukutux side. He could only hope that this way of living might instill in some of his own children, though he knew it would not be the way for all. Stratos, Callyope and Kausiut, all came and went. 

You would think... Aiolos murmurs, his mouth tightening into a line. But I've witnessed too many men walking out on their wives. Some intentional, some not. Shikoba's mate, Lote's, Vairë and Kivaluk's own mother. Even Aiolos and Kukutux son, Stratos, had wandered off and left behind the one he thought to wed- Chickadee her very self. Maybe the brokenness of what Kivaluk's father had caused would keep him on his toes, to remember how it had deeply effected him growing up.