Ouroboros Spine kakitlannak ⧎

the sun man has come to aide his moon woman, as his rumbles lay a warning to her husband. but once his name is said, shikoba waits silently. a step forward is gingerly offered, though it does not cover much ground. her body language radiates caution, which is at least a step down from fear.

only the true inutsuk would know the meaning behind his name, wouldn't he? shikoba would at least like to think this, but she is also aware of how tactful the spirits are when it comes to their own trickery for profit. she waits with kukutux still, bleeding from her leg and from within her own heart. 

"can it really be inutsuk?" her voice is hushed as she looks at him closer, as he, at least from a distance, holds all of her husband's features.