Ouroboros Spine for centuries kingdoms have risen

She found her not much further along the worn trail ahead. Without thought and near immediate, Echelon's body drew itself up tensely and dominantly. This did not come without a light wave of greeting in return, for she did not want the notion of anger to bud within Ivev for whatever reason. For the longest time, Echelon had been nearly the only one beneath Tonravik. Now there were many and with that, came the unspoken posturing and diction befitting of those who would ascend her ranks.

"Where did you go?" she queried, surprisingly gently for all her harshness. But Ivev had been with them when they had scouted along the coast and then inland, before Tonravik had pressed on. She wondered if she too had been left behind and unable to follow, or if she had abandoned them outright. Though she was often a creature who did not care for the past but rather the future, Echelon wanted to be certain that Ivev in their ranks now was still a good thing.