Ouroboros Spine Where Dreams Went to Die

Tonravik listened to the brown bear, and although her countenance was as impassive as ever, the flick of her ear and her attention upon him would allow him to know of her interest in his words. They had found themselves a goldmine, it would seem; a herd isolated from anywhere else, likely fat with their greed of having the whole of the land to themselves, and no thing to fear. Well, now, they would have one thing to fear...

But she resigned herself, deciding they would wait to reap the benefits of this land and first, discover it. Perhaps there was a reason, other than the fog shrouding the place, none had tread here. As Iqniq moved along the shoreline, Tonravik darted inland, toward another tree. She paused every now and again to sniff at the earth. No predator lurked here but the wolves themselves that the leader could smell.