Ouroboros Spine you take my hand and drag me head first, fearless

When Pan spoke, Nantahala's eyes grew wide, and excitement coursed through her. If Kukutux was also his grandmother, that had to mean that they were related, which meant she could trust him. She allowed her guard to drop, and she took a step towards him and sniffed, taking in all the scents that were on his coat. 

That means you're my family, she said excitedly as her tail began to wag. Do you know my aana, Vairë? Or my taata, Valiant?