Ouroboros Spine i will breathe you in the smoke

“I am not keen to be spat upon by serpents,” she returned, turning her gaze out over the valley that she sought to name her own. It was picturesque, probably near-perfect in its orientation and distance from others... Yet it was tainted by Cara and Kaname. Those two had not spoken out against her, but already she invented schemes in her head that didn't exist, and imagined secret meetings that had never happened.

“I will try,,” she said resignedly, as though to appease him, although Ptarmigan certainly felt she owed Mordecai nothing, “but if they say even one disrespectful thing to me, I won't tolerate them any longer.” It wasn't beneath her to throw them out on their worthless behinds, as she would have liked to call them. But, for the sake of this pack and the tired souls who inhabited it, and for her own good (for she would be no further than she had been when she started if they all left), she would give them their last chance peaceably.