Ouroboros Spine If you were a Transformer… you’d be Optimus Fine.

the man offered help. kuktutux studied his face. "nothing that can be found under this snow," she murmured, thinking again and painfully of her stores; lost beneath the fires and the carved earth. she did not want to think of it now; the thought threatened to blur her eyes with tears.

but he had asked to help. "i cannot hunt," she said, lifting her paw. kuktutux did not mention sialuk upon the plain alone, endlessly searching for food. she did not give her name — not yet.