Ouroboros Spine Three demon seeds

The lurking enigma was busying himself amongst the shroud of the spine, he had made no attempt to get to know his fellow pack-mates and had simply been keeping his head down. When the demand echoed through the landscape however, he knew his place and made his way to the already forming crowd. The politics of the pack were lost on him still, but when a summons was made he was bound to listen.

The meeting place was already being filled with the bodies of the unfamiliar. May's approach was halted at a distance, observation. It seemed to be all he did. Sit and watch quietly. He knew nothing of the creatures before him at this moment, the only two from the pack he had any knowledge of weren't around either yet. He stood off, awkwardly, away but not. He was essentially there, so what's the big whoop.