Ouroboros Spine taimani ⋗

"Bring things to my ulaq that would have pleased him as a child. Toys you meant for him. Furs upon which he lay. Anything that holds a piece of his spirit, we will sing these all to Sedna." Kukutux had instructed.

Asivaq had collected a handful of things: a bird skull, a worn piece of leather, and dried meat. When it was time to gather Moonglow's wolves, she helped bundle the items in fur to prepare them for the burial.

She watched the wolves assemble through teary eyes, finding it hard to believe the outpour of love she'd received. It differed vastly from Tartok's traditions, she realized as she sat at her mother’s side, and she found herself preferring the ways of her people over the ways of her husband's people.

She was thankful to be among family again.

When it was time to sing, she cried loudly, rocking back and forth as she sent a silent prayer to Sedna—keep him safe! It was all she could ever want for her lost son.