Lost Creek Hollow i know what i was feeling, but what was i thinking

totally did not realize it was my turn in this for some reason... o_o

As Harlyn urged Ilya forth, Mordecai followed in the wake to place down what he had carried. The action itself was swift, leaving him to back off from the proximity to survey their surroundings. If the cougar lingered, he was surprised that it had not made an entrance. A quick test of the air did not bring forth the pungent scent of the feline, but the metallic smell of blood was not so easily flushed from his nares either.

So he lingered at attention, a silent sentinel while the healers set to work.