Ouroboros Spine Egilra

Yes please!!

It had been a few days since Mojag had last seen his father. He didn't think anything of it — even though his mother Shikoba's vibe was off in an obvious way — and went on with his usual routine.

That routine involved many things: rolling in the dirt of his ulaq, venturing to the neighboring ulax where he'd seen the other children, maybe even pestering Kukutux, or tracking down his mother in an effort to spy learn from her.

He was in the middle of his sixth dust-bath of the day when the smell of fresh meat permeated the air. The boy rolled to his chest where he rested in a starfish-pose, sniffing, using his snout like a dousing rod, when he saw a flash of gold outside.

Mojag promptly got to his feet and bolted for the door, in to the sun which blinded him (and quite possibly Samani, since she was pretty radiant herself).