Ouroboros Spine Wading it out

He remains still there in the shallows, poised. A Greek statue. He would hear another's approach and his crown tilts enough to see Kukutux from the corner of his eye. If she was out and about today, it must be a good day for her, as far as her sickness went. Still, Aiolos was filled with much concern. As she comes to him, resting her chin to his shoulder, he places his muzzle atop her own.

Yes. He agrees quietly, the answer but a whisper over the waters. He would not argue with her that no pack needed man as Leader in order to strive. They both came from two totally different backgrounds, this pair. Aiolos did know, however, that while no men held position next to a woman where he had grown up, there was a top male whom kept charge over the rest. Aiolos had strived for such a position once and though he had become Leader in Yuelong, had never thought himself comparable to the word of his Empress.

Do you think Adrastus will not return? He asks, concern on his brow. He knew one of the women to be pregnant with his lot. Had smelt her change, had smelt him upon her and vis versa up until he left. Aiolos felt for the woman now and the loss.