Ouroboros Spine opportunity is punishable by death

Tonravik looked to him as he mentioned daughters, and shrugged. Whatever the gender, it was unimportant. They would be warriors regardless. The leader herself held a preference for men, but was indifferent toward the sex of a wolf. While it was true that many women she had met were emotional beings, the woman was reared by the strongest the world would know. And beneath her was another strong woman, Nanuk. Tonravik had met men ruled by emotion, too. Stupid men.

It did not matter what came from her, only that they would grow to be strong and become warriors themselves, to assist in their cause of expansion.

Now laying on the cool floor, enjoying its rough exterior, Tonravik flipped onto her back to rub into it, possessively. When she stopped, her mate was there, and her eyes were unmoving as he moved to lick and nip. She snorted so she would not sneeze, and when he spoke, she listened. The leader remained quiet for a minute after, before grunting in acceptance.

"I will not be leaving the Spine," she informed him then, and although she did not want him to give to wanderlust in these coming times, she did not ask it of him. Her mate was a smart man; she trusted him to know when to stay close to home... and also felt some investigating might be necessary. If the Plains wolves were to come, it would be good to know of it.