Blacktail Deer Plateau I've been sleepwalking

apologies for holding this up massively. time really needs to stop getting away from me.

It would have seemed in knowing that the Plateau was truly safe and sound, Dante gave in to whatever held-at-bay weariness. The consuming nature of it washed over and out from him, perhaps lending itself a bit even to the lingering Mordecai. He took some ease in knowing that Dante had not burned to ash and was left cast to the four winds. Though he took particular interest in what Lasher said of the Spine, that was left to be stowed away for another time. The words of their gunmetal alpha stole his attention away easily, and he nodded loosely to the words.

He needed to rest, that much was probably more than evident now than it had been. "I'll head back to the borders and finish my rounds," Mordecai concluded for himself, offering a crookedly thin smile to the leaders. He would linger long enough for it to settle, and then be on his way.