Ouroboros Spine kinuk ⊹

It had been the deepest sleep that the hunter had known.

When he dreamed it was full of everything he had ever seen. Sunshine and lightning, rivers and mountains. He truly did feel like he had left one realm behind for another.

Of course, this was accompanied by the long stints of darkness. Where nothing existed besides the back of his eyelids. Those moments felt the longest. Granted all of it eventually came to an end.

Yellow eyes opened with a hesitant flutter. Pupils adjusting to whatever light existed in her ulaq that had not existed in his sleep. Then they darted to try and take it all in. Who was here, where was here, had Kukutux —

Oh.

She was here still.

That alone was enough to soothe his first few waking moments. Enough that he did not feel the need to blubber words that would have likely been incoherent with tired pain anyway.