Ouroboros Spine speaking in riddles

A crunching of leaves alerted Viggo to the other's presence before she spoke, but he only stopped once she began speaking. He slowed to a stop, turning to face her with a steady stance. “Yes,” he replied, “Viggo Ostrega is my name, though I am no longer part of any other group, but the spine itself.” She was either in it with him, or not in it at all. And if the latter was the case, he would make quick work of chasing her out.

“What is your name?” She was a young thing, pretty, too. With markings Viggo had not seen before. His own lineage... or perhaps it was only his mother's side... was quite homogenous in their coloration. Agouti coats, most often golden eyes, with the occasional random one thrown in for good measure.