Ouroboros Spine Danger does what danger wants

By blatantly walking into enemy territory, Mara had know ahead of time that someone would spot her. It was actually part of her plan. And this yearling had fallen right into her waiting claws. As he stepped in the way of her all too easy exit, she looked him over with quick grey eyes, not lingering on any specific detail. Thin, agile but still strong with narrow features. Even though he wasn't the biggest wolf she had seen, he still towered over her small frame, his eyebrows arched wickedly, giving way to smoldering golden eyes.

"Yes actually. I'd prefer to spend my time somewhere other than this shit hole the spine has become." she purred in a sickly sweet voice. Maybe Cara hadn't issued the order to kill on sight. Well, that just worked out even better for the little crimson warrior. Giving the obsidian male one last nonchalant glance, she side stepped him and continued on towards the border, her hips sashaying defiantly.