Ouroboros Spine itsumunga ≙

mother.

shikoba has not thought about her own for quite some time now, nor has she really ever given herself the thought of becoming one. she has always believed it was for the more gentle-spoken women who had a more nurturing nature than her own. never did the warrior even think that she would be considered good enough to breathe life into her own children.

honored, yet nervous at the same time. she looks at kukutux for a moment. "shikoba worry... about being mother." what kind of mother could she even be? the woman has been in more scuffles than she has individual hairs on her back, not to mention she is not even sure who would accept her as a wife and mother. so many pieces move in synch within the older woman's head. "not sure if... shikoba make good one."

it is unusual that the woman doubts her abilities, but this falls into a category that is unknown to shikoba. "does kukutux like being anaa?" perhaps the moonwoman could offer shikoba a word of advice, or perhaps a bit of encouragement towards making a decision not based on just fear.