Ouroboros Spine alivâpuk ⩷

Sialuk thought of little brothers and sisters that might warm the ulaq. Aiolos would make a good father, she thought, though he would never be her taataa.

She glanced at the fish, then plucked it up with her teeth and followed her mother with ease. She had always been Kukutux’s shadow, and she did not think that would change when the new children came into the world. If she reminded herself. There was no guarantee of this thing.