Great Bear Wilderness Fading Echos

Sock me if I'm getting ahead of things here, but I figured maybe their poop trail could possibly turn them in towards where Mordecai is heading? Think of a triangle where they all meet in the middle! :D

Silence once again reigned supreme as the morning dragged on. Mordecai, tired of waiting for a call, turned to cut a swath through the grasslands to try and join up with the others. Going out to the west was proving fruitless for him, with nary a stray dropping or tuft of hide to tell him he was heading in the right direction. The herd he had found by the Plateau before being intercepted there had been sticking closer to the wetlands and river; he deigned that the chances of them following that patch of fertile soil was more likely.

As he moved along, he considered the ramifications of coming back to his companions empty-handed. Specifically concerned with what Kaname would think, seeing how it was the dark-haired Gamma that instructed him to head out that way in the first place. But none of that seemed to matter when he thought he heard the first call of a bull elk beyond his range of vision in the haze. Mordecai turned swiftly into a stature for a moment, poised mid-step and ears cocked forward in sharp points. He listened, backtracking in his thoughts to how far he had come from his last stop. A few minutes? Maybe more or less? His thoughts had muddied his sense of time.

But there it was again, a low call somewhere in the depths. Faint, but distinct. That particular creature wasn't far off, but just far enough that he felt comfortable in knowing what he had to do. With any luck, perhaps Kaname and Cara had picked up the trail some somewhere else, that that their prey had been leisurely enjoying the tranquility of the wilderness beyond the range of their northern kin. Casting his muzzle skyward, Mordecai let out a short howl, a single note that he hoped would draw his companions to rally on him, and hopefully not put the wandering elk at unease.