Ouroboros Spine CONQUER

*smashes in posts before work*

It was quiet, perhaps almost too quiet for Echelon's liking. If not for the abandonment of the leader that was there, she would have almost thought that the whole pack had up and left. Given its state, she would not have been surprised if some had, not being of the ambitious sort to crawl out and ascend the constructs of rank to lead. Now, they wouldn't need to. They would all have Tonravik and her merry band, for all the mirth that they lacked.

A discontented sigh left her, as she was surprised with the headway that they were making. How easy this was! It almost didn't seem fair, not after the chaos that had ensued at the glacier some time ago. To say that Echelon hadn't wanted to be met with fangs and growls was untrue; she wanted some ire, some bold stance that they weren't willing to let complete strangers consume them by merely taking over their borders and working their way in.

But then again, perhaps they were not of the able-bodied. Perhaps they were lame and weak. And if that were the case, then she prepared herself to do what had to be done with them if they put up their own little fight. Absently, the smallest of the trio licked at her chops and continued to keep a vigilant watch of their surroundings as they progressed.