Ouroboros Spine broken skulls and broken bones

@Zhavvi

Smoky black paws thrummed gently on the ground as the Spine wolf prowled along the borders like a panther. Velvety ears lifted from his head, listening intently, blue eyes that spoke of the ocean was narrowed, scanning his surroundings keenly. Almost like a falcon looking for prey, and he was looking for prey, just a different kind. He remembered what the black bear told him, to kill all wolves who came too close to the borders, looking for death. There would be no hesitation from him if a wolf from the outside came too close, he would prove himself.

Spotting a tree nearby, the ebony whale stalked forward, rose onto hind legs and scraped his claws upon the bark. Once he fell back onto four paws, he lifted a hind leg and pissed at the foot of the tree just for good measure. When the bastard crept by the borders looking for strength and acceptance, the borders were well marked, identifiable by the strong stench. Now, they were even stronger and no wolf should use the excuse of not being able to smell the markers.

It was time they actually used their nose and stayed far away, stayed well back away from Ouroboros Spine. No one would come near the borders today, unless they wished for a gruesome, bloody death and the cool embrace that Pluto would give them.