Ouroboros Spine Although forewarned by peers and kin

Kigipigak was doing a routine patrol when the stench of blood crept along the edge of the village, and when he strode from the dark of the forest to investigate, he was hit by the brunt of it. That and the sight of two wolves: one black, one red so far as he could tell, caked in dried blood and looking almost as badly as he had himself, after facing the cat.

Caution was not something Kigipigak often employed but he saw fit to be careful now. He was slow to approach — slow enough that the wolves had time to raise a call for help of their own volition.

When he came striding to where they rested Kigipigak looked to the mangled body of the woman, not immediately recognizing her for the fighter he had once sparred with, and then to the dark shape flanking them, who looked tired and sore after a great deal of travel, or so Kigipigak suspected.

This is the village of Moonglow, he introduced of the space, his tone wary, while he looked over each of them. Had they come for help? It was not something Kigipigak could give them himself, he was not a person with great power here.

It was clear by looking at them however, that they needed aid and quickly. He did not bother to ask, and instead sent a smaller call across the spine, a quick boom of a sound, calling for @Aiolos, as he was the first that came to mind.