Ouroboros Spine iligaa⩷

There was a pitied feeling in his gut, deep and unsettling with a nervousness that he did his best to hide in the depth of his sea-green eyes. Yet despite his quietness, it was his eyes which would always give him way, so deeply churning with raw emotion - pained, determined, sorrowful, longing... 

He settled at his father's side as quietly as the man which bore him, his features soft for the fire and frost young woman at his mother's side. 

Arrluk dips his head with a respect as Moonwoman began, his heart fluttering with the words of Ajei's own returned deserve to have his paw in marriage.

His mother would not make it easy on him, either, as she spoke of the things he must bring back in order to call Ajei his bride. A price would be paid and Arrluk would do just that. There is a quiet unsettling in him, if only with the knowledge that this will be the first time he and Ajei had been seperated from one another for more then a day perhaps since he had gone on his journey to become man. He knew she would miss him. Knew she may worry but he knew what must be done and what a fine gathering of pelts they would have for the den they now shared together too! 

I will do all that is asked of me, Moonwoman.