We go where no one goes

Jinx had roused the pale tawny Iota at the break of dawn and taken him from the mountain to the Spine. It would be the older male's first glimpse of Ouroboros Spine, their soon-to-be home. Itsuki had come without complaint, following her dutifully through the deep Neverwinter Forest and scaling the short mountains of the Spine without complaint. Though she couldn't place it, something about the male intrigued her, perhaps because of their subtle similarities.

“What is it you aspire to?” Jinx asked, tossing her head back over her shoulder to ensure the grey-saddled male was still following. He was there, meeting her gaze for one moment with a glint of pine green, but then dropping it when her hackles prickled uncertainly. Itsuki knew his place, that much Jinx was certain of. He seemed to come from a culture that was different, but instinct spoke to him as strongly as it did herself.