Ouroboros Spine Where Dreams Went to Die

Of predators, her and Kodiak would soon see, none could be found. A light fog passed through, but thinned again. As it did, Iqniq emerged from it, and the large bear of a wolf could sense he wished for her to follow. Fire-bear and shadow-bear found the bear colored of earth, and the three of them moved toward a rocky outcropping. Tonravik moved as a mountain goat might, but quietly so, her landing a mere thud that, fortunately for her, a young herd member caused to be silent in its reckless splashing, playing in the waters.

The animals were at as much as a disadvantage as they were in their ability to smell them. Tonravik hunkered downward, her eyes sharp as she perused the herd. They all looked healthy, and full of life. Some fatter than others. Plenty of children, too; no doubt this season had been one without worry of bearing life, since the activity of predators here looked to be slim to none. The finding was one she was satisfied with. There would be plenty of worth in bringing an animal like this down and returning it to the Spines home base in a training exercise, even if the meat returned bloated with water. Perhaps fish might find themselves caught within the net of the preys body.