Ouroboros Spine bang bang all over you

Gentle. Devoted. Smart. They were the things that any leader would value in their followers, but they were very telling to Harlyn who tucked them safely away in her memory. "I truly did not spend enough time getting to know him," the Cinderloch replied with a gentle smile, not completely being dishonest. She was not completely devious, after all. She did have the best of intentions, even when it didn't seem to be quite so.

"Cara," Harlyn said, changing the tract of the conversation, "Please, tell me what it is that I can do for this pack. I want to make myself of use to you, and I want so very much to see this pack thrive. How can I make it so?" Her question was earnest, for above all else, she was completely captivated by the Spine. She was not always the most loyal when it came to her own species, but when it came to nature and the wilds that sustained her life, there was nothing the druid would spare of her devotion.