Otatso Wetlands I Can Hear the Wild Wind Howling

its all good :D

He is surprised to learn that the land he has wandered into is considered "common" whereas, he has never encountered such a thing before. Although he has barely seen the world, there was no way of telling what laid beyond the dark woods and its neighboring regions, beyond what he has only already discovered. But he doesn't suppose a pack could live in a wetland, no creature he has hunted either; the stranger is right in suggesting going around would have been a more reasonable option, however, irreversible in the current moment. He watches as the stranger claws at the mud, exposing solid ground and Vaati does the same, eventually coating his rather sheen coat in dark brown. But he slips, his front right leg sinking into the marsh easily, and he cannot pull away. His heart rate rises, unable to pull himself up from the mud at the angle he stands, the rest of his body standing on stable islands of rock. Sighing, he winces. "If you would be so obliging to help me free?" Vaati calls out, voicing pleasantries in the direction of the stranger he would rather choke on, on a normal day but in the scenario he faces, he does not see an alternative.