Ouroboros Spine made to measure

Tonravik moved with Wyvern. Together they tracked, though she left the reins in the paws of Wyvern. She knew how prey could be. Sometimes they were present. Other days, they could never be found. As it stood then, Tonravik did not know how the animals would be, or what they would find. Upon arrival here, she knew moose existed in these lands. But she had not yet seen one. Then again, Tonravik had yet to really look, marking and guarding the borders as she had been. Now it was time to get to know the wolves that had followed the leader who had left them. It was a task she was eager to do, even if she was not the most affable of women.

The Ostrega led the way, and Tonravik could smell the freshwater lake in the distance. Now and again, there would be an old trail... and she scented scat nearby, but did not move toward it, waiting instead for Wyvern to do so.