Ouroboros Spine piqpakkun

When they met in the middle, she came to a stop and laid the beaver pelt on the ground. Kannoyak, she greeted warmly and took him in with a smile. It is good to see your face, too. How are you? Are you settling in well? The questions came rapidly, delivered with care and genuine curiosity.

She gestured towards the ground, her eyes shining brightly as she presented the gift to him. "Also, finally, I have something for you," she declared, her tail wagging. Your beaver pelt! I hope you like it! And while she was confident in her work, a part of her was nervous to present it to him. Would he find it suitable? Was it good enough?