Ouroboros Spine in a battle, that's all you get

A call. Not for her, but for anaa. Nevertheless, Sialuk found herself hopeful. If they knew her mother, perhaps they could help. Her feet quickened upon the ground, and soon she picked up his scent on the wind. The faint smell of the spear was upon him, and she felt joy in her heart. A Moonspear man. He could help them. Relief washed over her as she approached, her tail swinging low and a sad smile tugging at her lips.

She did not know him, but any wolf of the spear was kin. A survivor.

I greet you, brother, she said when she was close enough. Are there more survivors with you? Is taataa with you? Brataa? Have you come to aid us? she thought, but did not say. She braced herself for disappointment, but there was a flicker of hope welling inside her chest.