Ouroboros Spine siarnaq ∯

"Well damn, don't let me get caught on the other end of the hunt," he said, and leaned back over to look. Didn't he look stupid now! The thought of trapping caribou hadn't even crossed his mind. He rocked back on his haunches to pull himself away from the ledge. "Your pack must sing your accolades, o mighty huntress," he teased, with a good-natured flash of a smile.

Green eyes. White fur. A curve to her hips.

She was pretty.

And no doubt like every other pretty girl he’d met.