Overture Downs momentum for the sake of momentum

pushing this forward, sorry for the (implied?) powerplay :C

They moved on once again, from his position somewhere in the triangle that they made Mordecai was just as content to take a role of observation. His eyes scanned over the tops of the yellowing grasses, picking over and searching for any sign of a potential quarry. If they found something and it wasn't too far outside of their range, it would have been good for them to have a hunt. Something more to solidify their claim and establish their bonds. And for him, a hunt would have been a decent way for him to ascertain the roles that his subordinates were liable to take through the oncoming weeks.

Minutes ticked by unheard, silence once more overcoming the trio as they crossed their way towards a thin copse. The trees there were old and hardwood, nondescript as many forests were wont to be. But Mordecai did not miss the signs that something had been through recently. Score marks lined the bark well above even his head and he tested the air as they approached.

"Looks like we're going in one of the right directions," he said. His tone was quiet, but the thin ghost of a smile on his face was pleased that they had chosen their path wisely.