Ouroboros Spine The seas part when they hit the floor.

While some might have rushed into such a journey, Sialuk was a slow, thoughtful wolf. She did think Lote was the correct choice to bring with her to the Redhawk village, and now that anaa was healed, it was a good time to go. In a week's time, perhaps. She needed to ask the bones, to be sure that everything would go as planned.

She knew that her time on this earth was growing close to a full year, based on what anaa had said about the time of her birth, and it pained her to know that brataa would not be here to share the momentous occasion with her. He and taataa would miss many moments she wished to share with them. She held them in her heart, hoping that they found peace on the island of the dancing lights.

Her wanderings found her upon a large wolf who had lost his ears. He was dark with small light freckles on his face, a negative mirror of what Sialuk had seen in a calm pool when she viewed herself. He was not one she knew, but she had not kept up with all those who came and went from Moonglow's claim.

I greet you, she said, approaching with no malice or caution. If he was of Moonglow, Kukutux had allowed him to stay here.