Ouroboros Spine Sungiuk

it had been the shadow's intention to seek out fleurette, thinking perhaps the woman might want company to seek out a healer now that they'd settled and the emme had begun lessons with moonwoman. that she might too, get some answers regarding the void in her memories.

having begun to grow used to the ulax and carefree with its individuals -- iaghe was light in her steps, practically beaming after a particularly eye-opening session amongst the womens' circle of the village. 

this too, felt like the first place since the holy isle that iaghe could call home. 

so lighthearted and happy was she, that she nearly barreled into the huge, pallid form that materialized as she rounded a corner of brush -- too lost in her thoughts and secure in the safety of the village to have even heard or smelt the stranger.

ia drew up short with a startled gasp, beginning to stammer an apology in her mother tongue. a small shake of her head and she switched to the northern language that seemed prevalent in the village.

"i am so sorry," the words came in a remorseful rush, cheeks heating beneath star-speckled fur. her tattered auds pinned of their own accord, opalite gaze flicking between the earth and up at the he-wolf. vaguely, she reminisced that he reminded her of atar's stories -- of huge white bears that feasted on the seal and whale that his people's cousins had hunted themselves.

"i was just in a bit of a rush and wasn't paying attention," she added with a sheepish smile, skirting to the side to give the man his personal space back.