Ouroboros Spine tuvragaa ⊪

"you do not have so many years, but already you carry the wisdom of a man with more," kukutux said quietly after a time had passed. masa had indicated a willingness to eat, and politely she grasped the fact that a man used to solitude would not appreciate eyes upon him.

"yes. he is lost. he was born with a bad spirit." the green gaze flickered in the direction of well-worn path and then back to the warrior. "but if cen has breath, there is a threat that he will come here again." he had raided moontide, had he not? a bloodless raid during the great hunt, but he had invaded all the same.

kukutux paused.

"i have the want to find him, masa. not to fight, but to know." she studied the silent hunter. "if i ask that you go, it is not to bring blood. but you must agree."

it was a chance to see wickedness and not rise to the anger he so feared.

moonwoman had the power to send masa away; she did not wish to wield it.