Ouroboros Spine epilogue

Her tail offered soft sways as she settled in, eyes closing contently at the kiss.

Anaa told me in moons that sisters may have children. That in many more moons I may too. Perhaps a daunting conversation for her poor older sister!

I know not to rush moons, so what happens between those moons? And I have — She grew shy and sheepish, tucking herself closer to her older sister. Leaning near her ear. I make furs from Mo's hunts, it makes me happy to see him happy.

A crush!?