do you know why he's called buffalo bill?

He had settled quickly into the ways of the Mountain, led comfortably by Jinx. Secured — for now — in his rank upon the hierarchy, the shaman had begun his search for a den almost immediately. Whilst the others were welcome to den together, that was not an option for the reclusive and often snappish man, though the thought of denning down with Ira as well as Jinx irritated him to no end; he had figured that the insolent whelp would follow at her heels like a lovestruck badger.

The crags were not kind to him, and so Lecter scaled them carefully, refusing to move too high upon the Mount lest he be unable to retrieve himself back to safer ground. Presently his icewater eyes alighted upon a small depression in the rock face, and a worn deerpath winding its way toward the mouth. Upon further inspection, Lecter chuffed in contentment. The cave would do, for now; he slid into its depths, appraising the rock shelves and hanging stones for his purposes.

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