Sequoia Coast give me no reprieve

When it came to the premise of the future, Mordecai found he did not make decisions instantly. Like his comings there, he had wandered about. "I haven't decided," he said with a shrug. It would have been more wise to join up with a pack, this he knew. Better odds of finding food and the obvious social needs met. He was also inclined just as easily to strike it out on his own, find something worthy of a claim. Heading up the pack at the Spine had invoked that interest, but he kept it tempered for the time being.

"Your home isn't too far from here, is it?" he wondered aloud, having never seen the Sound that she had rightly lived in. Curiosity emboldened his question. "I never did get the chance to visit you there."