Ouroboros Spine if the light that shines some day goes out

He kept the tip of his snout towards himself, but did nod again, slowly. Antares already worried no amount of welcome was going to soothe his rankled furs alone. Allies, yeah. Kukutux and Sialuk are family to me, and we all ran together on the mountain once, he supplied, spoken carefully, a landmine of grief to tiptoe through. Antares had not failed to notice that beyond the two moon-coated wolves, they were mostly strangers to him here already; it led him to wonder exactly how these new Moonglow folk perceived all of this--on the outside looking in at all of the remnants of what once was so very whole for the Ostregas.

Antares gingerly started to sit himself up properly, finally giving in over another long look at this snowy acquaintance, all the while hoping the guise of some conversation would mask his own finer details. It did not take him long to answer though. Not very.. he hmm'd truthfully. But I should eat, he relented, then sighed through his nose. Why? he asked, lighter (trying). His aunt, Melaine, and Keyni were going to be on his case soon, he suspected, if he didn't start picking himself up better. He didn't need any scrutiny, even from well-intentioned caretakers, when he felt like disappearing into the cracks underfoot most times.