Ouroboros Spine Watch the monster come undone

Harlyn had not yet been a member of the pack for very long, and yet she felt fully prepared to take on the task of seeking out her packmates and begin bonding with them. Much of her first days had been spent simply growing acclimated with the land, for it was her belief that communing with nature would open the pathway to growing the bond with her kin. Such had been the beliefs of her native pack back in Sablemoon, and the Cinderloch had yet to witness any proof that such was not the true way of things.

Now was the time for the wilderness to bring her to commune with her packmates. She followed the trails that wound through the pines, enjoying the feel of the cool Autumn air nipping at the tips of her ears and nose. The scent of the Spine now was deep within her fur, and it pleased the dark female greatly to be so deeply saturated with the marks of the land. A breeze swam steadily across the forests, and it was this that she was following, fully confident that it would bring her to where she needed to be. And in the end, when it did, she was not in the least bit surprised to settle her gaze upon the red-eyed wolf that lurked within their midst.

The Spine wolf's disposition was one of darkness and grief, however this failed to deter Harlyn from approaching her new packmate with curiosity and concern held tight within the dancing flames of her eyes. "'Lo there," she called out gently, hoping not to surprise him. He appeared to have suffered some recent injuries and she did not want to irritate them by causing him to start.

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