Ouroboros Spine I know you do your wash on Sundays and you separate your whites

A stranger comes to her, a single bark meeting Hokulani's ears before they began to speak.

She turns her head, neutral expression dragging over the girl as she greeted Noe i ka Lani in a fashion that she thought to be rather odd. She considered dismissing the young wolf, but a scent carried on her fur caught Hoku's intention.

She wonders if this girl knows her father. If she does, surely she may see the resemblance.

Often she would focus on her games; poke and prod at the stranger looking for a way to infect their mind like a deadly parasite, but today she comes with serious matters.

I come in search of my father, from Forneskja. She offers a smile, allowing herself a friendly demeanor. Hakumele Halu. Niho o ka Mano nanahu. She offers both name's, unsure of which the shark may have used.