with your sharp teeth

It appeared as though the Spine was receiving a unique flavor of harassment. They were out of the way and not easy to access, but the plains wolves still elected to make a nuisance of themselves. Curious. He was uncertain as to what is was about the Spine that drew these foreigners like moths to a flame, but at least the Spine knew how to deal with their intruders. They sent a message. They'd crosses the boundaries of language and left a very clear visual message on their doorstep. Ouroboros Spine was not a place to be tempted or dared.

It was curious, all this information Tonravik provided. In the few words she did speak, it was enough to let this male know of the plains wolves' trickery and their willingness to use it. The facts as they presented themselves didn't paint their new neighbors in the kindest of lights. Then again, actions spoke louder than words and their actions were also less than kind. It was fitting. They'd made their mistakes and now the rest of theses wilds would know of it. Let the rumors spread. One wolf and a time.