Ouroboros Spine Fun Time's Over, Kiddies

"Her lastborn in her first litter with Kilgharrah. Sisamat. I was chased off at a year, with my brothers." She was not mournful for this. "I came with Echelon. My aokkatti." Echelon had been silent in the days of past, but she knew Echelon was working diligently by her smell. "I moved into other branches. Learned more. Fought plenty. The branches are always large in number, demanding of prey. So there were frequent territory skirmishes. Then I went to begin another branch." Here, now. She drew in a breath. There was some time in-between, when she had met Kodiak in one of those battles, as she had met many; and plenty of the wolves were in passing.

"An empire," she surmised, having heard others call them that. One mighty empire. "A unified thing. Family," she lifts herself up back to her sphinx-like position, and looks at him. "We are Tartok."