Ouroboros Spine I had a violin somewhere, I was gonna play it all sarcastically

Like wolves. Fine. Some days there was no difference between species save lineage, size, and submission to creatures other than their own kind. He knew what she was getting at and there was still a part of him that cared less for it. Her instinct; her black and white world was a nuisance for those who lived within the gray. She burned with frozen, tepid winds. He blazed with heat and wild fire.

Her body language shifted. She bristled, but built upon that, lifting her tail behind her like a banner to warn him off his foolishness. Kerosene caught it. Noticed how she stepped forward to assert her dominance like the queen she was. Of other things. But not of this. Not of this volatile state she was in whether she realized it or not. In this, she seemed rather naive. That, or instinct would open the doors to possibilities he'd rather not see.

He stepped forward, lifting his tail behind him in his refusal of this childishness. "Pick someone from the spine and end this." Put them all out of their misery.