Ouroboros Spine agadaxs

fun. nantahala was exuberant. akmaaksi did not yet have so much confidence in her own skills, but dutifully sniffed the air.

there were many things to scent; she searched for the little trail of tiny, muddied paws and the drag of a tail.

turning back to cousin, she nodded, brow furrowing. without waiting for any answer, she dropped back into her stalk and took two steps forward. was this right?