Northstar Vale maybe, maybe we all are selfish

The emotional turmoil that had so bothered him for weeks, months, was lost when Mordecai's howl rose into the sky. He had doubted if he could wait for them, if he could go through with his promise to follow the druid and her beau, and he had wondered if he should go to the plateau to be at Lasher's side. But now that the time for Harlyn's pack was here, truly here, he was committed fully, and excitement was all that he felt in his chest and belly. He threw his head back, howling to let them know he was on his way.

His leg was improving by the day, and he was able to move reasonably swiftly. When he found the pair, he greeted his companion with an enthusiastic nuzzle and lick to her cheek, and then turned to Mordecai and bumped his head against the man's neck. "Mordecai! I am so glad you came. This is going to be great!" He grinned as his tail swatted the air back and forth in a ridiculously rapid cadence.