Ouroboros Spine that dude is a scientist, but i already cured all diseases last week

soft leather, falling in folds over her lap.

a blanket for children not yet born, both sides rubbed smooth and free of fur.

a wrapping-skin.

the call that rose was for her, the voice youthful and unfamiliar. standing, kukutux handed the leather to a wolf nearby and wrapped her shoulders in a grey rabbitpelt.

thus she found a boy at her borders, somehow familiar. "i greet you," moonwoman said, eyes studying him with curiosity.