Ouroboros Spine dry country

With the untensing in this stranger, Cuan lifted his ears slightly. Now that it seemed there would be no chasing off, the Sunspire outrider could, perhaps, build some foundational ties between their packs.

I am exploring as a Sunspire outrider- My name is Cuan. What pack might this be? the lanky canine asked, his voice measured and polite. Any younger and the scout might've had a meager and smaller timber, itching to turn tail and run back off to his home. But as an almost three year old, Cuan would do his best to step up to the plate. And no doubt this other brute was quite intimidating, considerably larger and more muscular. The outrider wondered what relation this male had to the pack behind him. He exuded confidence, and Cuan guessed he was somewhere high up in the pack hierarchy.