Ouroboros Spine We can travel so far as our eyes can see

O hai.

Sidewinder had not forgotten why he had come here. He had to remain sharp and alert. When the weather warmed, he would retreat from this place and go about his way. Not that any of these wolves needed to know about that. He had parted from the pack feeding frenzy early, if only because his lower rank meant he would get the very last of the specimen. Just now, he was heading back toward it, hoping to scrounge up a few nibbles before the rest was stored away for future keepings. Not that the caches were bad, exactly... he just preferred the warm, fresh meat to the old and dry.

As he continued along his path, he spotted a figure coming toward him. He bristled momentarily, the months of solitude still making him wary of anybody who came close to him, but he quickly realized that she was one of the spine wolves. Nothing more. In her jaws, she carried a sizeable hunk of meat, and Winder licked his lips. He continued forward at a more eager pace, and when he was close enough, he attempted to grab the cache-intended meat from her and claim it for himself.