Ouroboros Spine first blood

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for most days, shikoba is found at the borders strengthening her scent along the outer parts of the spine. there is little change in her tightly-packed schedule of patrolling, scenting, scanning, walking, and all the other fun responsibilities she has given herself as she now holds the title of sivullik in the village. she is meant to protect and provide, nothing has truly changed except the name of her position. ever since she joined moonglow, she has promised to give what blood she has left to offer. now, her promise can never be broken as long as she remains as the first hunter.

today, shikoba has been searching through more unfamiliar parts of the territory for certain berries that could make for colorful hues. her painting lesson with the cloudberry woman has left shikoba feeling creative and peaceful. albeit, this may be the first thing shikoba has done that hasn't pertained to sparring or hunting. it felt nice to do something different. a gentle twig with a few crimson berries is gently held within her mouth, a few leaves dangling as shikoba trots towards her ulaq. she hopes löté may instruct her more on how to go about crushing them into paint.

but until her next canvas is ready, shikoba sets the branch against the inner wall of her ulaq. though, she hears something behind her, and soon enough catches morte's presence. she turns to face him, half of her body within her home, half sticking out. "shikoba greets," she says to him politely, "settle in?"