Ouroboros Spine My head is bloody, but unbowed.

*will start us another fred*

Tonravik was distracted by the sound of scree falling in the distance. An ear twitched, and the woman looked in the direction the sound had come from before turning the whole of her body toward it. Tonravik glanced to the brown bear and beckoned him to join her with a gruff bark. They would find the source of the sound and do with it what was necessary. If it was prey they found, they would remember its point of location, and if it was an undesirable, they would rid the territory of it.