Ouroboros Spine cryptic bones and ancient feathers

her name spoken back in perfection, shikoba could feel envious, but she simply feels honored to have her name said by the woman before her. however, the formalities behind the names must grow beyond -- it is now asked of what she can offer. "protector... shikoba protects." her head turns, glancing at the teeth punctures and claw marks that once stung like hellfire. "shikoba fought big cat, protecting white one, ishi, from cat. cat why shikoba look like this." her eyes close for a moment, reliving the dark memory. she does not dare tell the woman she lost the fight with shame.

when told of the different nature of moonglow, shikoba holds no fear. she nods her head as kukutux finishes her explanation. the native has seen many different customs in these wilds, moonglow may be no different than the others. "shikoba understand, will follow what kukutux says -- open to new life."