Ouroboros Spine tusaaruuk ⟭

Lótë's ears pressed forward to drink in the matchmaker's words, nodding along ever so slightly here or there. She already knew a great deal about the topic but it was fascinating nonetheless to hear Kukutux speak of the village's culture firsthand and in depth. The ways of Moonglow were complex and yet, refreshingly simple. There was an understood balance between wolf and nature, leaders and subordinates alike -- eliminating any need for stressful rank challenges or displays of dominance.

They had no male leaders, making the Ostrega duck and her daughter the leaders of their pack and of the women's circle. Adrastus had been chosen by Kukutux and blessed by the spirits as their clan's Sivullik -- which made him leader of the men's circle, if not the pack. The rest of them fell into either circle, all bearing the typical ranks of a stereotypical pack. Yet, the men also had societal rank within the group of hunters as second-hunter, third-hunter, and so on. The women had no societal rank within their circle, at least none that had any title. Lótë would likely be considered the top of the inner hierarchy, beneath the Alpha and Beta, given her marriage to the first-hunter and her longevity within the tribe. Keyni had joined a moon or two after the herd-stalker joined the village, which would likely place her right beneath Lótë. Finally, Shikoba, as the newest woman in their circle would have been at the bottom of the totem pole, so to speak.  

She offered the silver-gilded Firefly a friendly grin when she arrived, making room for Keyni to sit alongside her as the Moon finished speaking -- peridots flicking to Shikoba when she spoke up and affirmed her trust in the other women. The Baptiste smiled warmly at her in a silent gesture of camaraderie, gaze shifting to include the other she-wolves.