Blacktail Deer Plateau staring down the hole again

Open for anyone that Mordecai hasn't met yet. May as well get him a little bit integrated with the BDP folk! :)

A shaky breath escaped him as he lost the hare down a steep ridge. Not confident enough to pursue it downward just yet, Mordecai had given up the chase with a bemused huff. The hare had known where to go to escape him, no doubt an elusive piece of game that had long shook the wolves of the Plateau off its trail. By the time he had come down from the ridge, it was gone, and so was his interest in pursuing it.

At least the hare had carried the kindness not to leave him too far off from a narrow brook. It was a bit more than a brook in the winter thaw, daring to leave the deep crevice it had forged for itself as it weaved and wove through the terrain. It was as good as any place for a drink though and more importantly, was along a major footpath through the crisp canopy of trees. He hadn't encountered much in the way of the inhabitants of the Plateau, but he knew he would soon.

The day was young, after all, there were bound to be others out.

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