Ouroboros Spine what beasts they are

He had not forgotten what the Alpha female had told him upon his acceptance. To run with us, we require you to train to become a warrior, and to become a guardian of this pack. He patrolled the borders whenever he had time, which was basically whenever he was not sleeping or hunting, however, he had yet to begin training to be a warrior. It was somewhere on his list of things to do, he just needed a sparring partner.

The Roman had just finished his afternoon patrol, the sun was just beginning to set and a beautiful variety of fiery colors touched the sky. He paused for a second to admire to view before turning and walking back into the territory. It seems though, that he needn't go and find a packmate to spar with for the familiar voice of his leader rang through the air, calling for her subordinates.

The black whale was quick to approach, his tail dipping lower, his ears sliding back to his skull in submission to his Alpha. He realized he did not know her name, but that did not matter now, he would ask later. The swarthy male uttered a soft growl to announce his presence, blue eyes brushing over her form quickly before landing on the ground once more.