Ouroboros Spine Under the bludgeonings of chance

Salamander was quick to move with her. Tonravik was quietly pleased by this, and her tail swayed evenly behind her. One of the largest misconceptions about Tonravik was that she disliked company. That was not true; she was a social creature, by and by. Tonravik did not like company that talked when it was not needed. What was the point? She could convey her needs and even her wants in gestures alone.

They moved through the thickness of the woods in that silence she so preferred, moving in tandem with one another. Her dark eyes did the least amount of work, instead largely relying on scent and sound. She could smell them, and knew they were relatively close. In front of her path ran a wayward rabbit, but Tonravik moved onward, not to be deterred from the task at hand. One ear swiveled toward Salamander, listening to her as much as she listened to the wild.