Ouroboros Spine ukpiqqutiqaġniq

Please, if it would not trouble you.

With all that she carried on her shoulders, Kannoyak worried that he was asking too much. The man had never had a den, not one that truly belonged to him. He had rested with other hunters in their homes. He had lingered on the edges of villages, where he was welcome, where he was considered friend and family. The cotton grass man had never settled into a place and made it his own.

As Ariadne spoke of the pain her children faced, Kannoyak shook his head. He could not imagine how difficult it must be for her and for them. Young pups needed their mother and father so that they could grow into their good souls.

This man can help. Moongirl will go on her spirit-journey. Kannoyak will help watch the children.

The white hunter smiled to her.