Ouroboros Spine Stay Still And Breathe

The other stumbled, and Tonravik loosed a snarl when the other hit the earth. Tonravik lurched forward to go for her again, but Kivi was wise enough to rise, to go when she had the chance. And as the other set into her sprint, Tonravik moved after her, snapping hellishly at her heels. Tonravik would kill the bitch if she caught her, but Kivi was quick enough to leave in a timely manner. At length, she stopped to watch the other sprint into the distance, listening for her subordinates. A grim expression remained on her face, blood emerging from the fresh wound left by Kivi.

The wretch herself was now out of sight. Out of mind, too. Her relevance to Tonravik was nothing, as was her worth. "She will die." Tonravik would do the dirty work herself, if given the opportunity. But that they dispose of her if they could was now known to them. She threw her head up and howled to her pack of this wolf, of their loss, and how much more the other would lose if seen. She sang of their unity, their strength. The strong survive.