Ouroboros Spine apittuk ⦆

"i do," and in gratitude kukutux took one of the eggs, mouthing it carefully so that she did not break it.

"that is good. my sons, they are rough. they tumble and shout." such times were not welcoming to the very young.

she punctured the shell of one egg next, the rich taste of yolk on her tongue.

"i am tired. but soon they will not need so much milk, and then i will call firsthunter to come and show them teaching."

all in the spine had become hunters after a form. it was one of their enduring strengths.