Lost Creek Hollow cause the best part is falling.

Nightfall fell upon the wolves of the forming pack, and with it Mordecai also departed the borders that they were founding. Already they were beginning to bolster their numbers and that alone he took some pride in. But there was still much left to be done and this they all seemingly knew; for the most part no one had come along to challenge what they were trying to claim, nor had their borders been disrupted entirely. For that he was thankful, but was reluctant to say that their venture there was easy by any stretch of the imagination.

Following the faintest tendrils of Harlyn's passing markers, he wondered to where she had spirited herself away. They had scarcely had their time alone and he found himself wanting it, but perhaps far from any sort of romantic notion. It had been set in her mind that he would lead with her and though he had balked at the concept for some time, he found himself coming around to it. It was something he carried a modicum of experience in, though he hardly considered himself built for the role. Still, he had no qualms in support what she wanted; perhaps somewhere within himself he found that he did not sit well with the idea of someone else at the helm alongside her.

So when he stumbled upon her, he held back for the faintest of moments to draw in the sights that she had spied for herself. He had skirted past the area on a previous venture untold, but hadn't investigated it. Waterfalls were waterfalls, though he had to say it had been a long time since he had seen one that cascaded so well as this one. And when the lingering became too much, he pressed ahead towards her, quiet in approach bar the notion that he was coming up from behind her. His silence may as well have been reverence to the scenery, another vista across the expanse of the world that they had only begun to etch out and explore, and understand.

"Too bad we passed by this place without checking it out the last time we came this way," he murmured, recalling their departure from the Spine. Even that seemed like it had been ages ago.