Ouroboros Spine first to rise

@Kroc

Kodiak spared no time to rest after his long trek, resuming his duties and attending to matters of the pack as though there had been no pause and he had not just been accepted into a different branch of Tartok altogether. On this morning he rose before the birds, just prior to the first rays of dawn touching the tips of the spine. And it was across the territory backbone that he traipsed, his shrewd eyes taking in all before him, his sensitive nose keen to detect any intruder.

He was naturally drawn to the high point of the packlands. From here he could observe the territory on its grandest scale, which drew a base map in his mind, the details of which would be filled in as he wandered. This gave him a working understanding of the territory, an instant familiarity, for his sharp mind did not need to look at something twice to remember it. And so he strolled, his pace broken only to breathe deeper the scents on the wind or inspect something closer.