Ouroboros Spine take me home

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The golden eyed male set off, Dijax at his heels. He set off at an average pace, not too difficult to follow, however the ivory wolf barely picked up his feet. Luckily enough, the ground consisted mainly of twigs and small stones, causing the movement of his paws to act as a duster; pushing the articles away instead of tripping him up.

They arrived at the copse of trees. The pines were old, and rose up into the dark sky, foliage thick and was the color of deep greens. They were trees Dijax had never seen before in his life, seeing as the only vegetation that grew in the tundra were small shrubs. This made hunting prey very difficult, for the predator species was always in sight.

Nearing the roots of the tree, the muscular wolf spotted a dip between the tree's veins, just big enough for him to fit in. The branches hung low on the tree, and it would take a while of him to fall asleep without worrying about the imposing spiral of boughs threatening to fall on him. You could say he was claustrophobic, but this was only because he had never slept in a place that had everything so close together. But, the male reminded himself that the trees looked strong, and he didn't think the whole thing would collapse.

Dijax moved towards the small niche he found and lay down in it. It fit perfectly, and seemed to be made for him and him only. The nest was surprisingly comfortable, and the thoughts of worry about the pine falling quickly disappeared. "Perhaps I will see you tomorrow?" he offered before he could fall asleep. The arctic was sure to get up the next day and stretch his legs, and maybe he would see Mordecai during his stroll.