Ouroboros Spine Stay Still And Breathe

The plains wolf stumbled. Ton snarled at her, snapping at the girl as she rose and swiftly darted for the trees. Kero loped towards the pair, throwing his presence into the fray to make good on Tonravik's promise. She would die if she returned. She would have to. One didn't so fool heartedly challenge an alpha and not expect such repercussions. He'd thought the plains wolf talented. He hadn't the slightest idea why she'd make such a bold move.

Confusion riddled him, but he did his best to keep his face neutral. Kero watched her flee then skidded to a halt, straightening his face as he turned outward from his packmates and circled back around to glimpse them. "What was that all about?" he asked, looking between them before his gaze landed on their savage queen. She paid him no mind and instead tossed her voice to the wind, proclaiming her victory. Strange. For a woman who wanted no wolf to know about them, she certainly made a habit for announcing their presence to the world.

Very well. Kero lifted his head and spilled his song to the air. He'd witnessed this challenge. He'd seen its outcome and knew the results. The Spine remained as was. Tonravik reigned.