Ouroboros Spine adakite

Caught in the trap, torn to pieces. There was only the lifeless body ribboned beneath Akmaaksi now; the crimson of her face dripping. Tautukpik stalks to the other side of the rat-thing and investigates, but all he smells is copper. He nudges the shape, expecting more fight. Hoping for something he is unsure of. The creature is very, very dead.

He grips the other end and lightly tugs, eyeing his sister. A game! They are still children.