Ouroboros Spine wolf boy

"it is a journey you must take alone," kukutux declared, her voice adopting the sonorous quality of a long-practiced story-teller. "you must leave moonglow and walk far, far. i will give you a piece of spirit-plant to take with you. its flesh will bring you dreams, son of my daughter."

"you must make a journey until you find a place where the spirits tell you to stop, ipiktok. there you hunt. shed blood over that place. eat the spirit plant. a vision will come to you."

she studied him, waiting for him to understand, to ask more, to be silent. how young he still was to her eye! but how he had grown all the same. time did not wait.