Ouroboros Spine out of the night that covers me

Tonravik kept with the creature for a while. Her respect for the animal was nearly reverent. Tonravik idly thought of her mother, and of her abandoned faith. They had worshiped bears. Atka. Sos. This bear was dark, more the hue of Sos than the pale Mother. Tonravik thought of these things idly, making nothing of it. After a certain amount of time, she turned around to return to the Spine. It was far enough to not be a threat.

If it returned, they would take care of it. But it seemed willing to depart, meaning it likely would not. The leader chuffed her thanks to Kroc, leaning into the other to attempt to bump shoulders. Her ears swiveled as she began her walk back to the Spine.