Ouroboros Spine we've got crosses on our eyes

Harlyn was very eager to earn her place amongst the wolves of the Spine, and thus when Mordecai's call rang out, the woman didn't hesitate to hasten to his side. She was delighted and rather surprised to find that the faces that had gathered were all those she knew, and in fact were the only ones she knew. Sitri was there, with his scars and eerily empty, haunted eyes. Cara, proud and graceful. And finally Mordecai, quietly confident and in charge.

The woman listened wordlessly as Mordecai explained the situation. A nod of agreement was her only response. Her gaze swept to the other wolves that had gathered, wondering if any opposition would arise, or if maybe additional suggestions would be made.

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