Ouroboros Spine iii. out of this home

The yearling nodded, murmuring, "That was kind of you." She did not mention how her own admittance to the clan of Moonglow had gone similarly, with the offer of assistance in the shattered family's time of need, but her gaze dropped out of empathy and respect for the womens' losses and the songs they still sang every night. The words were not close enough to her own tongue for the artisan to understand but she felt their meaning in her heart, she knew a death song even if she was not from so far north as the duck. "Will you settle in this village?" Perhaps he meant to go when the earth warmed and more wolves were drawn to the timberland of dark pines, when he thought his help was no longer needed.