Two Eyes Cenote acapulco

again comes the unintelligible words of the girl. he knows none of these word’s meanings and looks plaintively upon her.

the silken-furred woman speaks, nodding - this gesture was at least universal, so soto inferred some measure of positive correlation from it.

she reaches and tucks the skin away. soto reciprocates the nod, realizing that both wolves had their eyes trained expectantly upon him.

oh. they’d asked — what was it? he flips through the jumble of words he didn’t know. ‘name’. he’d heard that before… it meant —

soto. he bobs his head to conclude their business, unaware legend planned to keep such things to herself.

no matter. he would be back next week with a second gift. equally as disarming. equally as dangerous.

he gives the spiderling one last look, waves his toes at the girl, then leaves the way he came.