Ouroboros Spine not today

a slow nod. "yes. panuk is good already. i see the light in him. i know you will be a good anaa, as you have been a good sister to his mother. there is much to learn and to know in that forest."

voice hovering; kukutux was suddenly afraid she would never go back.

"summer hunting, this year. or perhaps fall hunting, daughter. we will sing. we will feel delight again. and panuk will see the full spirit of the moon clan."

an epitaph. a vow.