Ouroboros Spine Nutarau

The moon child listened to him speak about sounds and how they had shaped his ability to hunt. Samani was awed by his telling of it. She had spent the better part of her time studying gait and the markings left by foot. She had never considered that the sounds of the world would aid her in the hunt, that she could learn things from the noises that were made. Music sounded like an exceptional thing, like something otherworldly.

Samani leaned over the water to gaze at the shadows of passing fish. She felt herself growing antsy at the possibility that he would watch her. The peachy figure was stiff, sitting with polite posture, trying to take up as little space as she could manage. Samani imagined herself toppling into the water, frightening the fish away and dousing herself. Her heart thrummed in her chest.

Rodyn stated that if she were to follow the motion of their shadows, she would find it helped. He offered her a tip – to act ahead of where the fish would be. Samani listened to him intently and nodded her head once to show that she understood.

The shadows swam through the water fluidly. Samani pictured herself as one of them, swimming at the side of a lean fish that had strayed to the right. Adrenaline found her, kicking her forward and parting her jaws to reach into the wet and close on nothing. The moon child withdrew her head and blinked surprisedly.

How many times did you say you missed? she spoke with the lightest touch of humor on her voice.