Ouroboros Spine winds of change

He wheeled on the scent as soon as it drifted past his nose. Immediately, he went on the alert, ears thrust forward and muscles stiff. He tracked her down like a shark after blood, but slowed when he glimpsed her, stealing around in the cover of the brush until he came to step out in front of her, some distance away. He stood, simply looking at her, ever vigilant to the approach of any other packmates, for this was the beginning of the moment he had been waiting for, the last stepping stone before he could claim what he had come to take.

Kodiak watched her, attentive to any response to his presence, even the most subtle.