Ouroboros Spine 'cause girl, i'm on a mission

He agreed, and she flicked her tail back up from under his chin. Internally, she was sweating, as much as a wolf could do such a thing. Vairë bent her head to pluck up the antler, hearing the faint, scratchy sound of ivory meeting bone. Then, off she bounded across the snow, fleet as a hare.

It was only when she was several feet away that she would turn, mouth still wrapped around the antler, and duck her front low. And, with a playful sneeze and a quick back and forth dart, she would bolt away, just as fleet as ever.