Ouroboros Spine the dominant primordial beast

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The leader navigated her way through the land. The nights were much the same now, after the events of some days past. The alpha thought idly of Kodiak, but knew well that if it was not here that he would lead, it was somewhere else. He had been close, very close; there was no coming back from that, no bowing to the will of anyone. Kodiak would likely make his own branch elsewhere, and Tonravik thought of sending a scout, eventually, to find him. They were Tartok, even still. These feuds happened often; it did not weaken their bonds, simply added to them.

But presently, she was more focused on keeping her borders secure. The wolf had found the scat of coyotes and had no interest in them loitering here when her cubs came. For surely they would come. Better to find them now and kill them than delay. It was a lone coyote, she noted. For the most part, the rangy beasts avoided the Spine. Their massacre had sent a good message she could not regret sending. It was for the good of the pack.