Ouroboros Spine CONQUER

The eerie silence ruled around them. It made her hackles rise, uncomfortable with how easy this was. This was not right. Did the wolves of the spine not care who intruded on their territory? Did they think that any wolf should be able to just waltz in on their lands and throw a fucking party? The thought made a low, short growl slip from her vocal chords, pale teeth bared for a moment before she overcame that brief display of aggression. 

Like the other two, she'd been expecting... more and now, her usual aggression had no physical outlet. So she made it verbal, her thought spoken aloud. "Idiots don't know how to guard their own territory." Which was fucking pathetic, but at least her work was cut out for her. As soon as the three of them finished this, Kroc would peel off and start a patrol and start maintaining the borders, unlike the curs that lived here who either didn't know how (which was stupid) or didn't want to (which was fucking stupid).

She fell quiet again though, moving in tandem with Echelon and Tonravik, waiting and watching just the same for one of the Spine to actually grow a backbone and come confront them.