Ouroboros Spine tell me i'm your national anthem

national anthem - lana del rey 

a proper welcome to @Envy and/or @Loreley

As the dancing silhouettes of the clouds loomed overhead, the pale Queen of the Spine slithered out of the lush green that hid her den from the eyes of curious peers, and for the moment, from the icy eyes of her own mate. Even as the bright grass rugs began to spread its fingers over the ground and the flowers began to bloom under the serene Spring sky, Cara had left her plans, her desires of bearing children on hold.
The reason? 
A ghost of the past had come to haunt her, and second guess herself.
Not because she feared being a mother -- there was not a trace of doubt in her mind when she thought of little Moretti's -- but because of the commitment it took to share such spectacular gift with another.

So with the paleness of her coat emerging from the depths of her den and contrasting against the canvas of green, the female broke into a slow trot -- each step taking her further away from her shared den and deeper into the heart of her beloved home, the Spine. As she cut through the grasses and around the bushes, with her nostrils flaring and her tail swinging calmly behind her  she began to nitpick the fresher scents of the latest additions to the pack. 
Two females had joined, one subsequently to the other, Envy and Loreley.
And though their initial, acceptance interaction had not been remarkably significant, it had been enough to let the selective Queen to open the gates of the Spine for them.

Now she wanted to make sure she had not made a mistake by doing so -- and by having a more private, one-on-one conversation with both, or either one, Cara hoped to establish (like she did with Alusia, and the Ostrega siblings) whether these new girls in town were worth keeping.

Loreley sat and pawed at the new spring grass, a leaf held in her mouth which she had long forgotten was there. Her fur shown the traces of her activities beforehand. Strands of grass and dirt woven into her backwards fur making her look like part of the land around her rather then a wolf. She had been rolling in the dirt.  

She hadn't been in this land long but it had already started to feel like home. She enjoyed the new smells and new creatures she had encountered so far. It was a nice change from the aimless wandering through strange lands. She could finally settle. 'I've got a good feeling' she thought to herself with soft wag of her tail. She hadn't noticed how much loneliness she had suffered on her travels and promised herself she wont let herself feel like that again.

Loreley glanced at her paws, they were nothing but dirt and what was left of the plants she had been digging at. She then took in the rest of her coat. Her appearance was look bad to say the least. She laughed and shook her fur in an attempt to remove some of the muck, but it resulted in her just becoming fluffier and just as dirty.  

Quickly, like a serpent sliding through the tall grass, Cara made her way through the blooming gardens and green sceneries of the Spine, moving with the characteristic stealth of a predator that is upon its prey.
And there she almost was.
A brownish silhouette with a chaotic look that laid unsuspecting in the near distance, its calmness practically lurring in the curious Queen, who with a pleased huff dicovered that intricately hidden behind the muck was the one, or one of, the very wolves she wanted to find. 

With her tail adopting a naturally dominant posture and her paws moving mechanically to cut the distance between them, Cara began to approach the giggling female, her soft pastel eyes sinking intensely into the female's own as she finally, at a decent yet pushy distance, came to an abrupt stop. "Someone's been keeping busy.." she  barked, her slim ears pricking as she allowed her eyes to fall down the female's body in order to make a silent inspection of her grime-covered body.

Then deciding finally that the tone of her greeting could be taken in two different ways, the Queen decided to go for a more direct route, "How are you liking the Spine so far?" she questioned, never opening up to the possibility that she did not like the place. The majestic teeth and gaping edges of the so-iconic mountain belt that isolated the Spine from the rest of the Teekon Wilds, and the lush conifers that covered the, were impossible not to love -- especialy now that the earth had shed its cape of white to wear such a beautiful gown of green.