Ouroboros Spine foxfire

he was fixed upon them. kukutux did not speak again, only stood where she had stopped, watching the group of them. fierce beasts, some with a piggish insistence upon destruction. but like all living things, respect must be part of each interaction.

nuak found some solace in the boars. 

quietly, from the corner of her eye, kukutux studied him: his heavy lines and greystone hues, the careful dart of his observant gaze. a thrum of answering, of knowing, upon the drum of her heart. boys did not simply become lost in the forest. who had put him there? and where he had he been brought into the world?