Whitefish River between two points

Oh yeah, I'm good. Feel free to have them stumble across something! I wasn't sure what they could find, but I think that's because I'm still half awake. @__@

Smiling, Mordecai nodded in agreement. It was probably pure luck that they hadn't been happened on, but in that present moment he didn't really care. Two wolves together were more of a deterrent for anyone wandering along to avoid, and not having the threat of being hassled was a bit of a relief. Not that he had encountered that in the Wilds yet. Mordecai only hoped neither of them would face too much of a hassle as they made their way across its grounds. And if they did… well, obviously they'd figure out how to deal with it. There was little question in his mind that neither Dante nor himself had been through a rough time or two while on the road.

“So far it seems like it's all just riverbank and forest,” he said, shrugging. “I'm surprised there isn't a pack lined right up along here with the waterway. Maybe it floods too badly during the spring.” That would be enough to keep most away, he thought. The banks were high enough in places, but there were the low gaps that strode out to the rocky patches of ground they were moving on. “I don't really think there's any packs out this way though. It was pretty quiet in the area last night when I came through and stopped to rest. Most of the noise came from further north than here.” And that information backed up what Dante had already told him about the packs. They were sticking closer to the coast.

“Have any of the packs given you trouble here?” he thought to ask then.