Ouroboros Spine gently nudging your soul

shikoba is well-received, the gentle brush of fur against one another brings a soft smile to the woman's face, soon enough dropping the bird off to löté's paws in a gentle manner. "shikoba greets, how is löté?" the role of anaa is one that requires many skills and talents, many of which the sivullik does not think she has within her. though, of course, more consideration could be given to the notion later if shikoba perhaps pursues the idea of a husband and her own brood.

but for now, she is content seeing one of children come forth with an attempt to voice her opinion on the matter. wilwarin soon starts making her way over on her little legs, and a silent word is muttered from her lips. the native smiles for just a moment as she reaches down to brush her nose against the top of wilwarin's head. perhaps talk of the spirit bear will be pushed back as long as someone is here to distract shikoba.