Ouroboros Spine Aŋunsiñik

Where before Salaksartok would have ploughed his way to his mother's side and likely climbed in to her arms, as energetic and unencumbered as a golden retriever, now he saw the approaching figure of his grandmother and only the wag of his tail (admittedly hurried) showed his joy.

Grandmother! Sal grinned and closed in to wolfishly hug her, borrowing scents that clung to her coat. He wanted to tell her all about his adventures! At the same time, the voices of the other hunters came to him; they reminded him to be patient, but above all — these lessons were a man's knowledge.

Beyond Kukutux, nested among the moss, was Vairë. Mother! I am home! He called to her, not knowing she was sleeping.