Ouroboros Spine auma ↝

kukutux had not forgotten the strife that arcuturus had brought to moonspear, but she did not think she had misstepped in her mention of him to antares. it was her determination to preserve him as an ostrega that led to such. "he returned to wraen," she said plainly. it did not matter to her that he had not stayed; he had come for her and that alone was the importance.

the duck looked toward moonspear, a knowing nod curving her muzzle back toward the darkfurred firefly who wore the eyes of his mother. the glacier held the body of the grey trader, whom she did not mention. he had lost enough not to be further haunted by talk of the dead. "i think i am comforted to know that i am so close to what was," kukutux ventured. "i live in their land. i live in their shadow. they are with me." and with you, but she did not add  this. aware, always, that she was alone in her ways save for sialuk. and now, moonglow.

"have you ever been to yuelong? meerkat says to me that it is full of sun. that it is a good place to find peace."