Sawtooth Spire kick the chair

@Savik/@Aariak whoever didn't join the other thread, this one's for you! :D

Her task of filling caches complete, Nanuk moved on to the next task: dragging what bones were still attached to the skull and spine to the Pukulria. The pile here was much smaller than the one they had back in Ouroboros but she would lend to it now, wanting it to match and perhaps surpass the splendor of the original. For herself, she might take an antler but most of it would stay here, a testament to the fact that it was part of Sawtooth Spire's success. They had survived everything from trespassers, to a brutal storm and raging fire, to finding a new home and still they stood strong. The pile here would grow with every addition, just as the pack would. 

It was odd, the things that filled her with pride here and there, but this did it nonetheless. Arriving at the pile, Nanuk went to separate skull from spine, though she had a hell of a time doing so, for some reason. Perhaps if another showed up, she would muscle them into assisting her by playing a morbid game of tug-o-war.