Ouroboros Spine I've Sought the Horizon

so many names! kukutux put each aside with its sound, meaning to consider them at another time. but all intrigued her, and she looked forward to meeting those from the other camps. sharing new ways was a method of exchange that kept such rites alive.

sweetharbor. did she know such a place? by heph's expression they had suffered.

but the next moment sparkled with warmth, and she spoke of phox.

"i am glad that you found one another," kukutux said warmly, knowingness in her face. grief flickered in her eyes, and that it was shared between she and heph was a comfort of some kind. "he gives for the moonwolves." maybe he would become one in truth.

"you have traveled many places! did you go alone?" the duck asked next, drawing them along.