Neverwinter Forest Scratch scratches, fire starts with matches

Ouroboros Spine was one of the most interesting landmarks Sialuk had ever seen... and that was saying something coming from Alaska. It was like an air bubble had welled up beneath the land and broken, throwing up a jagged wrinkle around its center. It was guarded on all sides by short, miniature mountains, but at its base was an undoubtedly deep lake. It was singular; perhaps that was why the Arctic woman had chosen to stay there, had met with the Alpha of the pack and found them both satisfactory.

She'd been intent on exploring the unusual area, but today Sialuk broke away from the pack territory and extended her reach to the other side of the low mountains. She was padding steadily down into another pine forest, but this one was different; it was majestic in its own way, but much younger. The one contained within and on the mountains of the Spine was thousands of years old, whereas Neverwinter Forest's trees were shorter and fresher. The gaps between branches weren't webbed with moss in the same way, and more light filtered in, though the two smelled very similar.

The supple female stopped a moment to rest her paws and take in her surroundings. Her side pressed against the trunk of a pine tree as she scanned the forest, looking for any sign of disturbance to put her on guard.