Ouroboros Spine Sungiuk

The warmth that Moonglow offered was the closest thing the white hunter had experienced to a home. He had found himself wondering if he would feel the same sensation, if he had traveled to one of the other villages of the moon. The sea had never been to his liking, though it was an impressive sight to behold. The mountain of Moonspear had been tempting, only for the man’s comfort.

He had spent so much time with the wolves in the frozen north that he had grown accustomed to the temperatures, the thickness of his coat. In the spring sun of the Teekon Wilds, he felt heavy and warm.

On that day, Kannoyak searched for some relief from the heat. His tireless legs prowled his new village with a searching desperation in his gaze.