Ouroboros Spine ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ

eyes of the warmest amber spark with joy. the winds had not led her astray! they never had, but sometimes their whispers grew tiring. but her moon goddess had sent those currents with well-met faith. she was nothing if not a servant to takkik.

"you knew my mother," she exhales with a soft, short laugh. plush tail swaying and betraying the glee that flows through her. recognition, then. "it is the greatest pleasure to meet you, cousin." 

an invitation is given. sinnatomak would have been a fool to refuse it. and so she steps closer, aligning her side with the moonwoman. her eyes reverent. "take me home."