The white wolf had left the much flatter Great Bear Wilderness and backtracked to the Valley beyond the mountains. He had done so with no real purpose. As with most things in Taikon's life, he searched for direction both figuratively and literally, hunting not for a place to settle but for a reason to keep going.
He had a minor desire to get a better lay of the land. Yesterday, he'd come through the lake and made a meal of a large muskrat. Today, he sought new territory to map in his mind. That desire was unfortunately met with a great big mess.
It didn't take long for Taikon to realize that coming here had been a mistake. The warm weather bred thousands of pesky bugs, creatures that quickly swarmed about him, attracted to his heavy breathing amid the croaking amphibians. He trudged through the muddy waters, now seeking only to leave its nastiness, when he came upon a wolf who had slipped on the slimy marshbed. Taikon stared through the grimy air, trying in vain to get a look at the other. He moved, slowly and annoyingly and sloppily, through the marsh, until finally he could see her properly. This sucks, he said simply, hoping to find joy in commiseration.

The woman went to answer him, but all he could hear for a moment was the infuriating and equally terrifying sound of a mosquito humming in his ear. That hum made him shake awfully, trying to rid it from about him. Then, he listened to her clear and pleasant voice. "Do you want to get out of here?"
Taikon nodded fiercely, and followed the lady's step. Anything that isn't... this. sounds awesome, he said.
It was difficult to see her in the muck, but she seemed like an attractive young lady. She had a copper face and a pleasant build, but that was about all he could see other than her behind. Taikon followed closely to her, hoping desperately to get beyond the foulness they had both decided was a good idea earlier.