Blacktail Deer Plateau pull me out of the wake [m]

His question hung in the air unanswered for lengthy moments, but Mordecai let her work things out. But he found the silence cumbersome to handle, suggestions dancing across his tongue as he worked out the same thoughts himself. He was an experienced hunter, but felt in that moment that he was not in the position to be rattling out prompts. And in a way, in spite of her youth, he felt it best that she learn. Success or failure, it was a lesson for them both and he did not consider himself master of the trade in any sense.

So when Saena did come to her conclusion, he listened. And before he could catch himself, he found himself considering what she had decided with a furrowed brow. "It's doable," he surmised after a moment. "It's too bad we don't have a couple more bodies to help, that way one of us could trail behind and another could be waiting further along to spring an ambush." His voice carried a certain distance to it — this he caught — and he waved the gameplans away.

Bringing his gaze to the paler figure that was hers, Mordecai gave a wave of his tail.

"But I guess we won't know how it goes until we try. Shall we?"