Ouroboros Spine Silence speaks loud and clear

Autumn was near the border of Ouroboros. She was unsure whether to enter. The times before when she'd entered land, she hadn't been chased off. But she knew from the birds that this was pretty much the fiercest pack in the Wilds. Although personally Autumn believed the fiercest large group of anything had been the crows. They were loyal and cruel and silent, sacrificing their lives for the lead one. Maybe he was their king.
Her mind drifted on this encounter a bit before coming back to now. She looked up. Looking out from the cover of several bushes and a few trees, she could see a wolf. His fur was dark brown and he had eyes like chips of ice, and he seemed to be patrolling the borders. She stepped out from the foliage with a small smile. She was careful not to step on or past the border, although it was only two or three feet away from where she stood. "Hello there, Sir!" She said, with a friendly wag of her big fluffy tail.