Ouroboros Spine [Moose Herding Quest?]

Kaname's suggestion of getting Meldresi caught Mordecai off guard. He knew that she had done some dabbling as an apothecary, but the whereabouts of where she had gone after leaving the Spine had remained a mystery to him. She had been a fine hunter at his side a time or two in recent history, and to know that she had gone off to found her own pack in the not so unknown surroundings bothered him. He digressed with the stray revelation as Cara came forward, jaws snapping in his direction, but it did not, however, provoke an overly negative response. In fact, there wasn't enough time for it.

Midst their bickering, Sitri had began to rise to his feet, and the very action made Mordecai doubt if he had ever been unconscious at all. Collapsed and pitifully weak, maybe, but perhaps not all the way gone. The anger that exuded from his bloodied figure tempted him to back away, but he held his ground with another flash of teeth. Outnumbered, he knew better than to exact his anger out on the already weak wolf, and ultimately perhaps reasoned with himself another death was the last thing that they needed.

As Sitri hobbled off for the cover of foliage, Mordecai watched him go, and huffed to himself. When he felt Cara's gaze focus in on him, he met it once more. “Aren't you going to go after him? You're the one who wants him alive.” And somewhere in his tone, he found the calmness that had been trying to elude him. Having made it clear that he was going to be of no use, he was tiring of the situation, and of the empty gestures he found his so-called leader making.