Ouroboros Spine The end is only the Beginning

Tonravik had every intent to kill him. Had ever intent to leave a loud and clear message that one did not escape these situations without something to show for it. As she arrived, the wolf saw them and turned immediately. If he fell, he would fall to death; there would certainly be blood from this encounter. None escaped without something to show for it. Tonravik lurched forward as she approached his rear, moving to snap hellishly at his hindquarters, attempting to rip skin from flesh to make him bleed.

Whether she hit her mark or not it mattered not, the attack caused her to slow. By now they were well over the borders and Tonravik let out a loud, booming bark to summon Kroc and Echelon to her. They need not chase him any more, he would never return near this place again. But her claim to the Spine was too new, too fresh, to walk away from it for too long a time. He would die for his error, but today was not that day. She sneered at his submissive, retreating figure.