Great Bear Wilderness The sentinels

He had heard of the traitors that had gone to the island and found himself frowning as well. Dispersals happened, of this even he was guilty of, but there was a right and wrong way in Mordecai's eyes. Never once had he just up and left. He had always kept the decency of letting the right ones know where he was off to. If the time ever came even with Jinx, Mordecai knew he would seek her counsel beforehand. But that time was nowhere near now, if ever. He was content with how things were handled.

"They'll get what's due of them soon enough." He felt confident in saying so, having learned a little of the pack's locale from the whispers of others. If the sea didn't swallow them whole, he suspected the nearby pack at the shore would have some words to say. "Would you like company to explore with?" he inquired then, not wanting either of them to dwell on the world left behind for now. His heart hungered for the exploration of what had been found, and he would not pass up the opportunity to curry more favor with Jinx.