Ouroboros Spine natigvik

Amalia stood near the pack she had been bound with. The ones she had bonded with and had joined them as they waited to return home. Home, what an unusual word to the shadow kissed girl anymore, but it was not a bad one. No, it was good to have these roots, she felt pleased here. Though she wondered at some of the solemnity that weighed on them and Cerne not being here. She chose not to dwell, she would hunt down the soothsayer, and ask him where he had been.

She returned the smile to Kigipigak and offered a bright smile to Sahkmet, and the boys. Time to return. She had traveled to and fro the last few moons, between the two. To keep the markers fresh. She had not wanted to come home to usurpers, and had determined that she would do this small favor for her leaders, who were slower than she, with young ones.