Ouroboros Spine cottonmouth

His furs were cleaner than they'd been in months, free of all traces of mud and debris. Aegaeon licked his chest a few more times for good measure and approached the border of the pack. He cast a critical eye beyond, studying all that he could see from here.

A small pack, but it would do. If they would have him. He howled to announce himself, to bring them to meet him if they would. Then he waited.