Ouroboros Spine Egilra

He-oh! The boy parroted back in haste, missing a sound.

Samani had brought something to eat. Maybe it was something to play with? It smelled like food and the boy was eager to see it. While the girl sat down and watched him, he rushed over to inspect the offering.

It was a little bit smaller than himself. The fur on its body was very soft, so for a few minutes Mojag burrowed his nose against it, then began mouthing at its head or its belly, or its little feet, as he investigated the different textures.

Why is he cold? The boy asked with genuine fascination.

Is he asleepin?