Ouroboros Spine aliitchuk ⌖

three at her side.

kukutux scented qadira outside and was grateful for their guardian.

lótë next. the duck lifted her muzzle for her sister's touches. she wished fervently in that moment that both she and the paintwolf could lie side by side in this time, giving milk to the children of one another.

but it was not to be.

and she had made her peace.

wilwarin was given a grin. kukutux shifted so the three could more easily be seen for a moment, then lay her tail across them. "shikoba." her voice was tired but insistent. "she is ... close. be with her, sister."

aiolos. kukutux leaned against him, eyes closing gently. she did not speak; she only drew strength from her sun man as their children drew their own from her body.