Ouroboros Spine tatamnaktuk ⨸

What was it Amil had told her once? 

Babies have a way of fixing broken people.

She hadn’t understood what the soft-pelt woman had meant then but she felt she knew now as Alduin tucked himself against her shadow. He was not quite a baby but the warmth of him against her swollen side warmed her heart — the brush of him along her ribs causing her children to dance beneath her flesh, the child who would become Vairë bumping against the shadowed brindle from within with a gentle nudge as if curious as to who leaned against her mother. 

She offered Sialuk a nod as she called for Aiolos, guessing that all must be well with Kukutux by her daughter’s demeanor. Satisfied that her friend would be okay, Lótë dipped and touched her muzzle again to the Saint’s crown. Not quite a kiss but a signal as she padded away from the scene — we go.