Ouroboros Spine opportunity is punishable by death

He turned his head as she snorted, avoiding the warm puff of breath before looking towards her once more. He'd asked something of her and she regarded his words for a moment before reassuring him that she would not be leaving the Spine for the foreseeable future. He lowered his head to his paws, content with her decision and respectful of it. The wolves of the Spine were strong. They would not crumble without her on the front lines. He would tend to that himself and see that she was properly taken care of for as long as she needed.

Speaking of. She'd spent some time away as of recent and had come back with a creature of her own. Kerosene grinned within the darkness as he looked towards her. She had a habit of collecting strays, didn't she? After all, he too had been brought into this way of life without once approaching the Spine's borders and so directly seeking it.  

"Where did you find this new curiosity of yours?" he asked, curious himself. The wolf was creating ripples for himself, both good and bad. It was an interesting thing to watch and see if only because Iqniq saw something of Kerosene within the new dark wolf. "Kapvik," he reiterated, realizing his words had not been so clear. All the same, he wanted to know what she saw in him so he too might look and watch when she would eventually be tucked away.