Ouroboros Spine Just looking for a fight

the wolf began to pull aside from him, yet his progress was slow, as the mud dragged upon his legs, his body. shardul gave a low laugh, beginning to wend his slow way along the edge of the odd bank toward the encumbered creature. "little fool." his claws ached to rend the stupid one's flesh, but shardul did not wish to become ensnared by the mire, and so he merely balanced along the edge of the mucky pool. eyes flashed in the gloom; he gave a low laugh, reaching out a paw with extended claws into the air, to mock the struggling wolf.