Silvertip Mountain the halo was a smoke ring

<333 u flatter me. it is so good to have you back.

At another time, the madman would have snapped cruelly at the innocent comment, but as it was, today he settled himself near the newcomer and gave a grim hint of a smile. Always, he muttered, flicking an approving eye over the strength exemplified in the other's form. Silvertip would need much of it.

You are Mordecai, he observed dryly, hazarding a guess though he did not truly know the other's name. Flexing his foreleg, lip lifted in a grimace, the shaman gazed past the other for a moment before his icewater eyes swept back to his current company. Have you settled here well?

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