Ouroboros Spine found a stick on the ground and now i'm gonna use it

Ah!

The muddy boy would run first into his mother, perched upon a fallen log with eyes glinting in humor. Vairë was large now, sides grown, but no less active it seemed. She sought each of her sons with what time she had before she would go to ground, speak to them in stories and easy smiles.

I had thought to find my son, but he appears to not be here! Only this mud boy! Tell me, mud boy, have you seen my son? Her voice was alight with laughter, one paw raised to her nose to try and cover her smile