Blacktail Deer Plateau the shadows go like ghosts across your road

For @Tonravik, set just outside of the borders along the mountains. :)

The rain persisted on towards the evening as he drew himself close to the borders. In his sore and healing state, the incline towards the mountains was more difficult than he recalled it. But he pushed himself onward all the same, knowing that sleep would greet him when he decided to retire. He followed the natural curvature of the terrain, pushing those boundaries out as far as they would go; the sky above him had become an almost unnatural orange glow as the sun slipped beneath the high rain clouds.

Thinking he would only go a bit further before turning back, Mordecai allowed his pace to slow down considerably. At least that was what he told himself, even though it was more a limitation of his body crying out over the work he had tried to funnel back into it. He paused along a ridge of bent, stilted trees, and hiked up his leg out of habit. Injuries be damned, the borders still deserved to be tended by him just as well as anyone else.

a.a. bondy — mightiest of guns