Ouroboros Spine isumaaġun

He wasn't confident anymore, even with his mother hugging him and consoling him. The wet lines on his face felt cold as the wind picked up; and then, he felt the sudden need to be away from her and away from the seeking game.

Sniffling, Tautukpik wallowed a moment before dismissing all thought about the man who wasn't aapa; he found comfort in his mother a second or two longer, and then withdrew, wanting to stomp his way through the green. I gon' find Nutu. Sniff.