Ouroboros Spine thorns

"and you are part of why they are safe, raiyuk." the moonmother's voice was softly insistent. she would not press upon his mournful self any longer, but instead gathered dried meat and fresh fruit with which to feed him.

"stay until we have judged him, as a man who was there," kukutux urged. it would do well to have a moontide wolf also give his say. no one would speak for cen. it was to be seen now only how many called for his death.