Ouroboros Spine pivalliak ⧃

nuak devoured her offering to the cache.

in him, in the swing of his head and the powerful tension of muscles beneath rockhue pelt, kukutux saw the angry trader again. she only watched the boy for a long moment, wondering if his trust might ever be received. she had stories to give to him as gifts, for if he carried that man's spirit, he was ostrega clan, with her, with sialuk, even zane.

a gentle blink, and moonwoman was turning away, choosing each step with slow care to carry herself near noiselessly away, leaving nuak to the blood and the dirt of moonglow. perhaps it might heal him.