Ouroboros Spine Give a Dog a Bone

@Tonravik rhjfekds I totally typed that as Toniravik the first time -dies-

This place was interesting. Enough to bring her back to it at least. Her encounter with the male wolf last time was vague in her mind, if only because it didn't stand out. His name escaped her for the moment but she remembered his face and new he guarded the borders just as she did. The fact that Kroc was not a very sociable creature kept her to the outskirts of the territory, doing what she knew how to do, and doing it damn well. 

Today, the pale tank was taking a break, grabbing a snack from a cache and consuming that before she moved towards the more interior areas, specifically the bone pile. Just as last time, she had intentions of scaling the pile and settling on top of it but a curious red form caught her attention first, her ears pitching forward as the bright red coat shook her recognition skills up. 

Well, damn. It was good ol' Shit-For-Brains.

A survey of the wind brought his scent to her, covered in the musk of pack. A feral grin took her features and she closed in, snagging his tail and tugging on it so she pulled him away from his prize before releasing him so she could step past him. "Didn' expect t' see you here, Shit-For-Brains." Indeed, she hadn't but oh well. He was pack now and that was what mattered.