Ouroboros Spine [Moose Herding Quest?]

This is in timeline limbo because I'm not sure what's going to happen in the rally, but this technically happens after the fact. I'm going to pretend Ptarmigan knows who Sitri is and dislikes him based on what he says in the rally, but I'm also going to pretend she doesn't die in the rally, so this is outside timelines.

Ptarmigan rolled to the left, coating her entire body in sticky mud. It was a nice way to cool down on what was the most unseasonably hot day she'd experienced in a while. Tensions were high in the Spine and productivity was nil, not that the Endore gave a rat's ass about that. She had no reason to care if any of these wolves died or not, and while she waited for all of them to pass away from their own foolish disregard for natural order, she would sit pretty atop them all.

Given her current attitude about the attitudes of the Spine wolves, it was no wonder she took her sweet time hauling herself out of the mud when a curt summons pierced the ancient forest with her name written all over it. It wasn't an exclusive summons, and she almost hoped as she slowly made her way toward its source that whoever else would be attending had already arrived and she would get there to find they had left.

No such luck for her. She picked her way up to the level Sitri was on, only to find him standing there. Great, she sarcastically thought to herself with a grimace, this idiot. “Yeah?” she asked, barely masking an exaggerated roll of her eyes. His words at the rally had been disorganized and contradictory at best, but that didn't mean she didn't detest him for speaking down to her, the Alpha.