Ouroboros Spine Under the bludgeonings of chance

Tonravik felt the change in Salamander, felt the other peeling from her side. Tonravik watched, curious as to what caused this shift... and recalled the rabbit. The silence of the night was interrupted by the sound of Salamanders aggressive maneuvers to assault and take down the fleeing critter, and Tonravik turned to walk toward her subordinates path though made no moves to intervene.

The audible clicks of the others jaws told of her progress. Tonravik kept to the sidelines, and started every now and again as though she herself might go for the creature that now circled into her direction. She itched to... and then, she resisted the urge no longer, springing after it. She herded it toward the red wolf, her own jaws snapping wildly at it, driving the little thing toward its fate excitedly.