Ouroboros Spine take me home

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Nodding to his words, Mordecai turned to begin his tread back towards the heavy conifers of their forest. Rest would do the Russian good and he wasn't about to nudge him in any other direction. “Then I'll show you where you can find a nice resting place. I'm sure you'll find something more to your liking once you've settled,” he replied, making his way back up the rocky slope. Mordecai set off at a reasonable pace, ensuring that Dijax could follow him as he made his way onward.

Getting there didn't take too long either, which was a bonus. Though Dijax seemed better now that he had slaked his thirst, Mordecai was no healer in any sense. He couldn't have guessed what his injures were, let alone the full extent of how he felt entirely. Exhaustion was a funny thing in that regard, because everyone had their own level of it. Skirting beneath a low hanging bough, Mordecai slowed to a stop. “You shouldn't be disturbed here.” They had yet to be disturbed in general, which the Ostrega considered a small blessing. Cara had not come swooping down to instigate bickering with him, at least not this time. Whatever she was off doing, he couldn't have imagined either.