Ouroboros Spine Give a Dog a Bone

They fell, together. Pale fur mixed with cinnamon, jumbled as they slid down the pile. She didn't even notice the fact that Tonravik's chosen bone had come down with them. Where she ended up, she stayed, though she did put a paw in SFB's face to push it away from hers. The flash of black as their leader snatched up her bone refocused her attention, leading to the female to rise to her own feet, snatch a prize of her own only so that she could settle on the ground nearby and relax. Gold eyes flickered to the cinnamon male, one ear trained on him but as far as she was concerned, their King of the Pile game had concluded with Tonravik as the victor.