Ouroboros Spine Egilra

A dark figure appeared, squinting harshly against the sunlight.

Samani looked at the boy with softness upon her face. He was beautiful – adorable in all the ways that she believed children should be. The moon child felt her heart soften on his expression. The decision to visit the young ones had been a sound one. Her peachy frame inched a few paces closer to the dark-furred child. She placed the prey at her paws and then nudged it toward him.

Hello, her voice hovered just above a whisper. I am Samani. And she had heard the name of the young boy, but she did not recall it well enough. Despite her hesitancy, the moon child lowered herself into a resting position on her belly and watched the young figure.

Come taste brother rabbit. Another nudge at the prey’s body.