Hudson and Saga (with Aubine in tow) were also meandering about. The fact that Adelard and Rhaegara were on their way towards the east neither thrilled or bore them. One thing Adelard hadn't considered was actually
going around or
beyond the mountain. So far the Mountain of Dire served as a guiding landmark and nothing else.
Saga mentioned that following the herds would lead them in that direction. The masked man had to take a moment to think. He had assumed all along that there were ways to go
through the mountain. Underground caverns, tunnels... narrow passages wide enough for a full-grown wolf to slip through.
"I think you’re right…" Rhaegara chimed in, bringing Adelard's attention back to the idea of following the herd. If their prey had been mountain goats, perhaps, it would have been a different story. Caribou were as clumsy as they come, antlers, clip-cloppy hooves and all. As he nodded in agreement to her statement, he could feel Aubine pressing into his side. Guess they were all in this together now...
He stole a glimpse at his sister and the rib she still clutched in her teeth. At this point, it didn't feel right if he straight up took her from the pair of friends she had made. After all, taking down a large caribou as a collective unit did say something about the five of them.
"So, I guess this means we'll stick together then?" he pitched with a small smile.
"Maybe see where it all takes us in the morning?"
ADELARD |
heat stroke, bring the fire black smoke, I take it higher |