Ouroboros Spine in which death has claimed as mine

kigipigak has always been highly regarded by shikoba, one thing she always appreciated was his upbeat nature and outlook on things. he always spoke with such pride and joy, he was a man that seemingly felt many things and was not afraid to express them. his son seems a bit more reserved, though shikoba must remember that this is not his natal home, and she is not a familiar face.

"both of those i can help," she says to him with a nod as they walk, "what does kivaluk wish to know?" she could offer her skills as a guardian, not to mention that she herself is trying to become more trained and agile in the ways of her own warrior father and mother. kivaluk may find shikoba to be more of a teacher than an aunt, but perhaps he would learn to prefer this.

"there are many paths for both that can be taken. many ways for you to learn." in a way, it was overwhelming. yet, it was also exciting and perhaps an endless process of learning that would forever ensnare the attention of a scholarly boy.