Lost Creek Hollow we would only hold on to let go

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Yeah, he couldn't have said that he knew Quill much more beyond in name. Someone that Harlyn and the others had found, or really had been found by in a manner of speaking. Someone who had answered the brief rally of sorts that had been put together... and that he had been absent from. All within good reason, of course, because even Mordecai was prone to wandering off to check something out. But since then, he had stuck a little closer to the territory, even if the urge to go off and track after something tempted him.

"Those are good qualities," he said with a lingering thin smile. They could always make good use of hunters, and of course of those to defend their territory. He already knew of one pack that was not too far off from them. And though he didn't quite know it yet, there was another that was just as quick at forming as they were. And Bhreac seemed in good spirits, nothing that really told him that she was about as far out in left field as they came. He'd have none of that again if he could help it, the lingering flashes of lunacy within the Spine had been enough to steer him clear of that lot for a good while.

"Now normally I'd been inclined to put your skills to the test, but I don't see much point in that now. I guess it wouldn't be very good to tarnish the reputation your sister's already given us if you were to fail," he went on to say before the silence lingered on, his own humor trying to break though. "How about you come with me and patrol, though? I'm Mordecai, by the way." He figured the real test of whether or not she was in it to win it was if she could stand his company for a bit. Perhaps it would do them well to get acquainted, and it wasn't like they needed to be too choosy right then and there. First impressions had a lot to do with it and more importantly, if she didn't own up to her own skill later on... well, one could use their imagination how it would turn out.