Ouroboros Spine Somewhere out there

Nutuyikruk had become a feeble mess who no longer would rise proudly to the call of nightsong. Would scarcely stand to the sound of play, or laughter, or tug without extensive coercion that left her mind feeling roughly fuzzy.

@Tautukpik

Her brothers ear would be met with a gentle nudge, quietly trying to stir him to his his feet.