Ouroboros Spine hard time forgetting, even harder forgiving

vaguely fwd dated thread, 4 @Sinaaq

Alpha. It had been too long since she had truly worn the title, but she had acted as such with Echelon and now, Kroc, on her journey to this place. Now, it was hers. Tonravik prowled the land possessively, dark eyes scouring the borders as she confidently marked the borders. As the lead, she would prevent dissent and chase from the territory those that did not support her as Alpha. They had no place here.

Her nose drank in the scents of the pack. She would soon meet the wolves as individuals rather than a whole; but first, she would hold a meeting come morning. It had been late when she had made her claim, and Tonravik would respectfully let them sleep before calling them all together to her. In the meantime, the large woman lumbered and marked, and marked, and marked...