Great Bear Wilderness since the darkness covered us

For @Cara, set somewhere sort of northeasterly of OS.

With some affairs in order, Mordecai opted to bite the bullet. He knew he wouldn't have been able to linger long in the wilderness without encountering the Spine. It was easier for him to hunt, easier for him to pathfind through areas he knew. But he had been forced off of that path at some point, forced to cut through the woods that he had never really fleshed out for himself. A pack had taken residence up on Silvertip again, leaving him with a curious, if not bewildering sensation. That fact alone had pressed him onward towards the Spine, not even bothering to stop and investigate the inklings of what had become a well-defined domain.

It really hadn't been on his list of things to do, not that soon. But with the pack residing on the slopes of their former home, it had left him wondering. Maybe it had left him with a modicum of guilt, but certainly not anger. He had thought his leaving to be peaceful and quiet. It had been easier than he had anticipated to turn the pack back over to Cara; it had never really been his to begin with. There had simply been too much there to handle, too much to worry over. It was not the beginning flight that the once fledgling alpha had wanted. Much like the upcoming meeting he felt he was going to have was either. Mordecai crossed over distinctly familiar trails with ease, though he halted himself well beyond the borders of the Spine. If he knew Cara well enough — and he thought he did — he expected to be encountered well before he even scented their borders.

Provided they were still there, of course.

murder by death — last thing