The Titanoboa began moving the moment Azaliyah settled behind her.
Shezayah felt the first shift beneath her paws before the serpent fully committed to motion. Its enormous body tightened, muscles rolling under dark scales in a slow wave that traveled forward with frightening power, and then the ruined path started sliding beneath them. Riding anything in wolf form would have been strange enough. Riding a Titanoboa was several insults against common sense stacked on top of one another. Her claws dug instinctively between the ridges of its scales while Artemis adjusted their balance with sharp, immediate focus, but the entire arrangement still felt wrong enough that even the full moon could not make it dignified.
Behind her, Azaliyah grabbed a raised scale with one hand and made a sound h
