Sequoia Coast Is the love worth the pain?

I'm assuming that she's going through woodland south of the pack, because Mordecai won't go all the way to the coast. If not, I guess we can roll with it?

Listlessly, perhaps almost wraith-like, he moved through the fog of the early morning. He had moved most of the night, foregoing the rest that his body thought he needed. It was easier and easier to push himself towards that point of exhaustion than it was to give and rest. He wanted to seek Verrine out. Part of him wanted to know if Julooke had given birth, and part of him wanted to literally spill the beans about all that was occurring within the confines of Ouroboros. The former was more apt to come than the latter, however, as he also valued the privacy that the Spine gave them. Rumors made it out, yes, but rumors were usually all that they stayed as.

For all things considered, the Spine was very removed from the rest of the world around it. He knew he shouldn't have been out so far from its territory. His recent vacating of it had only pressed him into being more of an outlier than anything. But if anything, few had noticed his coming and goings. He suspected that perhaps Viggo or Ptarmigan would take notice of his absence, but the others? Given the reactions he had gotten from Cara, he wouldn't have been surprised if she thought he was going out and doing some sort of spying at Ptarmigan's behest. The whole thing aggravated him to the point of disgust, but his options were few at best. At least, the options he was willing to acknowledge.

Returning to the place where he had last seen Verrine, the tawny Ostrega settled back to his haunches with a yawn and loitered. If anything, he anticipated being found. He had come to gather that these were hunting grounds of some sort, but whether or not they belonged to the Bay or remained just outside their purview was unknown to him. Here, the salty air was mute but there, and the ocean remained far off to him.