Ouroboros Spine the dominant primordial beast

Fresh from her own patrol of the farther reaches, Salamander was returning through the territory, following one of the many paths made by others. As she progressed, the strong scent of her leader - plus one other - wafted through the trees. Salamander paused, raising her head to taste the air and discern their location, and then began to track them. It was easy enough to find the source of those smells, what with the added spice of Tonravik's heat cycle and the mingling of her scent with the golden male's, Kerosene. She could see the dark woman through the trees, but did not immediately seek her out. Instead, Salamander paused to relieve her bladder, and then trotted out from the shadows with a nonchalant lift of her nose towards both her leader, and the male accompanying her. Initially she thought the male was Kerosene - but then she noticed that the stranger's pelt was as dark as pitch, just like Tonravik's. This was someone new.