Ouroboros Spine that sinking feeling

So many new faces and scents. He was trying to put them all to memory. Meet everyone ensconced in their little pack. He felt that he needed too, given his position now. It was harder some days than he liked to admit. Because he was not used to it.

On this day, he carried in his maw, a haunch of the deer he and the she wolf Nasamik had caught and killed. His end objective was to drop it at the healer's dens in case they needed it for any patients.

He came across the she wolf in front of him, and he was surprised at her beauty. She didn't hold a candle to his Samani as far as he was concerned, but she was beautiful all the same. Draped in a red fur, her beige coat an interesting contrast to the red upon her shoulders.

He dropped the bloody haunch at his feet and chuffed. Hello.