Ouroboros Spine cut right through the ceiling

 @Kodiak!

It was getting warm.  Almost too warm for her liking, though in truth coming to adjust to the climate of the Wilds was another story altogether.  The Spine was thriving, wolves summoned in by their stability and perhaps even their power.  She couldn't have said what it was that drew wolves to them, though a fair number of them held their ties to the span that Tartok contained.  And Tonravik had been keeping herself busy because of it and fairly so, Echelon moved to do the same.

She wound through the forest of the lower basin, sticking to the somewhat even terrain with all its brooks and their watery branches that snaked out through the ever-growing grasses.  Canopies were in full bloom, at least those that did not reach the height of the sequoias that littered much of the region.  With bodies to patrol the borders, she had backed off for a change of pace, continuing to familiarize herself with the lands that they had taken.

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