Ouroboros Spine run desire run

*RUBS HANDS TOGETHER WITH GLEE* >__>

The first mistake the vagrant made was to challenge her in such a way. The posturing Echelon could handle, but the meeting of their gazes only revealed a certain fire that burned within them both. A fire that not all wolves were born with and granted, Echelon only hoped that the wolves that would eventually make up the Spine were wolves who carried that flame. Her jaws parted in a once-more warning, yellowing teeth jagged in the way that vicious smile split her face.

She began to close in the gap left between them, but was not foolish enough to attack on sight. She wanted to see just how all of this was handled and part of it was keeping herself cleanly out of the jaws of the other. They weren't cornered, but she wanted to make them feel that way. She growled once more, crisp and to the point. What were they doing there? What did they want? And most important, did they know what they were up against?