Ouroboros Spine winter (nocturne of ice)

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There had been strangers. In their home. They had torn apart the sanctity of it, had ruined their kindness. And for what? Something to laugh about?

Vairë didn’t think it was funny. It was cruel. Those wolves were cruel. It made the relatively sheltered child ache from how hard her jaw had been clenched since learning of it. She had gotten big these last few months, fawn growing into doe, and with the smallest curl of what had once been memories stirring in her gut, of old doe and the struggles of managing a herd, Vairë sought out reassurance.

Vairë sought out @Kukutux .

She would know. Would smooth out the rough edges of Vairë’s thoughts, soothe the parts of her ruffled by such transgressions. She had to know the answers to her questions. So on she walked, nose to the ground, sniffing for the moonwoman.