Ouroboros Spine you were the only one

As the two continued along, Mordecai allowed a bit of silence to drop in between them. He took the time to draw in their surroundings at full, wondering just what the Spine would look like come the onslaught of winter to their door. Assuming it would be an onslaught, anyway. If nothing else, Mordecai hoped that winter would come on gradually, easing them in when it could easily just swoop down from wherever it came from and bury them alive beneath ice and snow.

There were obvious preparations he should have been doing for himself in light of that possibility, but the fledgling alpha still preferred to sleep beneath the stars when he could. Stepping across a patch of exposed rock, he brought himself to a slow stop and drew in the various scents that had worked their way across the same path. “What do you think of the Spine so far, though? I know you haven't been here long, but I'd imagine you've seen your fair share of places along your journey.” This played at another thing Mordecai was not keen on letting go — his curiosity. The roads he had traveled were numerous and long.