Ouroboros Spine How charged with punishments the scroll,[m]

He panted. Need stated, he lingered for a while longer only to pull away. He sniffed her gingerly, scenting beneath her tail and found himself satisfied. Only then did he offer her a moment's reprieve. She stretched while he groomed and peered over his healing yet still fresh wounds. The scabs still held this time, but he was uncertain as to how long they'd last if he overexerted himself so soon. Oh well. He'd bleed and bleed again.

Rising to his paws, he caught her passing stare move only to focus on something in the distance. He was starting to recognize that look. She'd thought of something. They were bound, but by no means had that granted him the ability to read her mind. "Use your words," he murmured as he stepped up along side of her and tried to see what it was she might have been looking at.