Lost Creek Hollow underneath the black locust tree

Sorry for the delay here, I was waiting on a couple of others to join! But since it's been a few days, I'm gonna go on. If you haven't replied yet, feel free to jump in on this late. ;) No posting order, just post post post!

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They filed out from the forestry around him, leaving a prideful swell to spark in his chest. It was a long lost feeling that had previously perhaps never genuinely been his own, but this time it certainly was. He greeted them warmly and happily, eyes seeking out the warm embers of Harlyn's own as she joined him. They lingered and acknowledged one another until it seemed that no more would join them. Or at least, right then and there.

Mordecai allowed them to settle in and down, before pushing ahead to address them. "It would seem our numbers have grown as of late, and for the better," he started off, searching for the direction he desired to take things. "But there is still much to be done to solidify our claim. Our borders must be maintained, our caches built; and to do these things I suppose it would favor us to gather and become acquainted." A faint smile came to his face then, as his intent was to bring them together to finally see one another face to face, as one, as the pack they were becoming.