Ouroboros Spine cool jerk

Though the call had been for Arrluk, Valiant was in the area. He turned and headed for the source, curious about the stranger at their borders. True to his assumptions, the small, willowy calico was entirely unfamiliar to him. He could not even remember seeing her at past hunts. But, drawing closer, he found her wreathed in the scent of Dawnspear.

A friend, then.

"Let's see if we can find him," he said as he came within conversational distance, failing entirely to stand on ceremony. He waited with his body turned obliquely away from her, inviting her to come along. "I'm Valiant," he told her. "I don't believe we've met."