Ouroboros Spine Winter dressed in white

Mamattuk Copse: @Inutsuk

Russet fur, with black tipped paws moved through the small wooded area. Black nose to the ground, warm yellow eyes tracing the movements beyond the branches and trees. He had found some ermine here on the mountain and he was after them. His bride price finished.

Broad shoulders folded and moved with each paw step, as he kept his attention upon the scent trail. Every inch the hunter, it showed in every movement that he made. He had grown into his body, into his skill and into his mind.

Suddenly a flurry of movement ahead of him, the tip of white tail, and he leapt forward. A growl and a snap of teeth and the ermine was crushed between his teeth and tongue. He lay it gently in the snow, not wanting to mar it's crisp white fur to badly. The water would take it out when he got it ready to dry, but he didn't wish it to be stain just in case.