Frogspawn Swamp Olde Stories Of Olde Times

Chaska headed away from where Grayday had taken him. He had been so happy in meeting Grayday, an old friend. It brought back good memories, and even thinking of it while he traversed through this swamp made him made him happy. The swamp stunk a bit, but he could get past that, especially after being at those smelling springs. Good times, he thought those had been, despite having been sent away from Easthollow, which was the last time he had seen his friend.

He stopped for a moment by some roots, putting his fore-limbs on them to look over to the path ahead, seeing which direction he could take next.

@Mara Susi