Ouroboros Spine qitunġaġiit

"Aaba?!" Lynx's voice quivered and- cried. Oh, she did not know how to control herself. Dearly, she tried to be quiet, but nothing stilled her.

Nutuyikruk heard. Their voices, their distress, and how things continued to change so quickly. She was now with her auntie, who she knew little of. Huddled closely to her brother, sister, as if they were the last thing she had. Tautukpik would have a warm spot upon his neck where she had pressed her nose into to control her breathing. But they hardly controlled her emotions.

Aapa's voice was enough to make her spring up and run for his arms.