Ouroboros Spine How ever do you do?

Amalia watched with fascination as Kukutux split the tiny creature. She would remember that. Remember to tear it at the next, belly and undertail. Granted her's would not be as clean, and she was very eager to try. Perhaps after she spoke with the matriarch, she would hunt a rabbit and try.

I like to think so. It was always beautiful there, and before we grew to large, it handled our needs well, and perhaps someday the prey will come again. Perhaps my family is still there, though smaller now.

She wasn't certain anymore, she liked to think they were there, happy, healthy. Amalia felt momentarily bad that Kukutux was staining her pristine fur of snow red.

Amalia did not share many of her past, she shared enough to tell people she knew, but for the most part. She kept it quiet. She followed behind her, gentle paw steps, enjoying the silence.