Ouroboros Spine ivaluilinik ☼

The young girl had been searching the wooded area, analyzing the sparse tracks of different animals. She had all but learned the tracks of each individual member to their pack. Every member shared a different gait, a different pace. Samani was pleased with all that she had learned on her own. She hoped that it would improve upon her hunting abilities. 

When her mother’s voice called, the peachy girl turned sharply toward it. There was no hesitation in her abandonment of the track-learning. Samani sniffed at the breeze and began journeying toward Kukutux on swift legs. 

Upon arrival, the girl drew her gaze to the pale shape of her mother. She smiled softly. Mother, hello, Samani offered politely. Only then did her eyes lift to the red tree with interest.