Ouroboros Spine I just can't build on something that begins like this

kukutux listened.

a sick mate with a killing cough. foxfur's ears flattened and his question was the one that moonwoman would have asked herself. 

she too knew the malady. it did not end. and yet her mind filed through what stores their village might have. she thought of the tea she had showed to lane.

she shifted her attention to the boy for a moment, brushed his head with her muzzle. "i will come."

it was a decision made swiftly yet not lightly. "i know this sickness. and i know many medicines. one to slow the sound of the cough. one to kill its spirit for a time. but i do not know a leaf that will end this badness."

and yet kukutux held the plant-lore of many mothers now.