Ouroboros Spine oh no, she's at the bottom of that bottle

With the arrival of summer came the return of the fire-robed woman. Her trek in to the unknown - at Tonravik's private request - had led her far afield, but it was good to have a base of operations to return to. She was creeping through the woods (as well as any large creature could) when she thought she heard the sounds of bark snapping.

Was there a bear in the area? Perhaps a family of black bears and wandered in among the trees and sought to climb them; Salamander was instantly on the offensive when this thought slipped in to her mind. She was no sleuth, and came barreling through the tree line with her teeth set in a hungry grimace, ready to chase off any pests that might have endangered the pack. But when she landed her eyes upon a wolf, the flash of her fangs was only a thought - they were swiftly hidden, although a malice remained.

With her tail lashing behind her and the mane of red across her body rising like a true flame, Salamander witnessed the canine's odd behavior. She had never seen this tactic used by wolves before, and found it bizarre. With a brooding little grunt to garner his attention, the woman sidled up to him and queried, "What are you doing?"