Ouroboros Spine Sâppak

An offer was given, for Kannoyak to eat with the women of the moon. The pale man nodded his head, willing to follow the duo wherever they might lead him. The winds carried promise of the Moonwoman’s spoken thought. Lightning mother sparked high upon the darkest of the clouds, flashing brief and brilliant before she left to dance elsewhere.

The Moonwoman spoke of her children and Kannoyak listened. It was good for them to learn the ways of the long hunt. She spoke of Moontide, of the wolves who had settled nearer to the coast than to their sisters inland. The cotton grass man nodded his head again.

This one believes hunting brother Chakliux is with the wolves of the tide.

Though the bold seal hunter could have found his spirit called elsewhere.