Blacktail Deer Plateau a drained bourbon bottle laying next to my head

"Sure thing." Dante had no other duties to tend to and, honestly, he looked forward to the chance to catch up. Though Mordecai was now a subordinate, still Dante felt he had spoken with him so many times on neutral ground that there was little need for the usual vetting. Normally new members he had to keep an eye on, to ensure they fit with the pack. He would still do so somewhat with Mordecai, but at least his own relationship with the man was sure.

Leading the way, he would show him some of the major spots such as caches and densites. Along the way they could converse, a pleasant way to pass the afternoon.