Ouroboros Spine salumaruk ⇑

She did not warn him away. There were not teeth bared, no show of further rage to thwart his efforts. He was so close to her and so hungry — close enough to look at those green eyes and see a familiar burn within them.

Raimo breathed her in. He studied her. He wondered if this was the attraction of the season bringing them so close or something else — further grief, maybe.

Would you be mine, Kukutux? He rumbles, knowing the answer even as he voices the question. It would be physical; she was not open to more than that, but there was time. He was patient.

Was he much like the husband who lay crushed beneath the spear?