Ouroboros Spine all dolled up in gabardine

“It's all right, it happens,” he said, folding his ears back against the rush of apology. Mordecai didn't mind interuptions, at least most of the time. They simply happened and given his own title within their pack now, he had come to expect them. The days when he could simply hole himself away somewhere or be an outlier along the borders were long behind him. To do so now would surely be a means of forfeiting the claim he had made. Offering her a gentle wave of his tail, he tried to encourage her to relax a bit.

Casting his gaze back out over the snowy landscape, the fledgling alpha did not see anything particularly out of place. Even now, in spite of Mara joining him, there was a certain calm over the territory. “So what brings you clear up here? Did you come to see the sights?” Maybe she was seeking him out purposefully, for all he knew. Or maybe she was simply exploring the grounds, trying to get a feel for the land that would hopefully become her home through the cold season.