Greatwater Lake rewind

Shorter post, I should really be going back to work and finishing my split shift right now lmao.

She whipped around, and for a moment Mordecai braced himself for reprimands that did not come. Instead her features softened, the sorrow on her face replaced with a warm smile that he had never encountered in her presence. Tentatively, he stepped into the cool waters of the lake to join her. His muzzle reached to nudge her flank as he drew close, and he wavered neutrally, neither submitting nor raising challenge. Though he was curious as to what had drawn her away from Ouroboros in its time of need, the words did not come readily. If they would come at all.

“We should go back,” he urged her quietly. He understood the need to mourn, but there were other things at stake. In his eyes there was a distinct time and place for it, and though his own heart ached for the loss and losses to be, he had stowed it away. With the present threat of the interlopers in their midst, he worried for those that would defect, though the future for all of them was largely unwritten. Any one of them could have, present company included.