Ouroboros Spine Simulatte brawl.

Nyra had returned to the Spine after he spicy dance with the small, old man in the Glen. 
She felt confident that his seed had taken, and hoped strongly tensest she would begin to show signs of pregnancy soon. 

On one of her patrols, she caught sight of the woman she'd begun to meet back in the Taiga. 
She remembered the young man's anger and the woman's defusing the situation. 
The behemoth paused, watching Towhee explore a fallen tree and climbing on it, looking off to the east. 

The white woman tilted her head a little and looked around. She wanted to try and start over, but it would be exceptionally difficult if she didn't have done sort of...gift. A meal to share, or something. 

Nyra sighed with some defeat, and sniffed around for a renewed cache of food. There was...nothing, so far. 
An irritated grumble emitted from her throat as she stomped a paw harshly on the snow.
"Damn it."