Ouroboros Spine foxfire

"i hunt them." kukutux motioned to her kill-scar. while she had taken up the place of moonwoman, she had not forgotten the fierce beauty of pursuing prey alongside astaroth. a silent prayer for him; she hoped that the man had found joy for being so kind.

"i am going up to find their mark," kukutux went on, lifting her chin toward the spine-slopes. it did not seem as if nuak would enjoy solitude in a place he did not know. "no blood today. only to look." her sideways words a subtle invitation for the young hunter to join her, and perhaps slowly she might learn his origins.

"do you have words with the running things?" she inquired, wondering if he was a beginning shaman, and that was why he had become so wild. such men went into the forest and were alone to speak with spirits.