Ouroboros Spine piviuttaktuk ⤩

aiolos spoke what kukutux feared. in silence she lay beside him, comforted by the warm life in his strong body even as he laid out a future that had been shattered.

aiolos was tired, and it was not an exhaustion she felt could be lifted by more hours of sleep.

"solharr says he will bring forneskja to the place of moonstones."

again, her paw moved over his chest, wakening him, as if to assure moonwoman's heart that aiolos still breathed. "if we die, we will be reborn."

she did not need to explain. he would understand.

"uiga." up she rose on snowy elbow to kiss sun man. "you have the remembering of courtfall. you know the face of agana." in the half light, she looked upon his face. "we were young. almost only girls. we shared a den. a sleeping place. she — her heart. it became mine, husband."

a breath; she lay back down beside aiolos. "now she has come back. now her spirit still wishes for mine."

would he be angry? no; kukutux did not think so. but this was much change for them, for each of them.