Ouroboros Spine ᐊ uluu

his gray goddess would find him walking along the far west stretch of spine, coat fluffed up against the high soaring winds. winter having arrived in her fiercest form, red remains proactive in patrolling the pack borders.

despite every urge to curl up in his den and stay there for the rest of the season.

there is only the sudden appearance of ippiksaut riding up the ridge in sharp pursuit to soothe the increasing agitation beneath his hide. he chuffs to her lowly in the distance, and once they close some of it in equally as long strides, red's one icy eye splits the evening.

my iron princess, the rogue saddles next to her with a mouth full of teeth, bumping shoulders, where are you going? do you need company?