Fishblight Mire suck it up

Somewhere midst her focus on that bubbling bog she heard Iqniq's voice come forward with a solution to her problems. And at first she may as well not have heard it, inclined just to ignore him as she had done for a fair duration thus far. Yet it was a command that she followed, if only for the fact that they did not know yet what was at the center of attention now.

And sure enough, her feet came free with much less resistance than she had found in her prior attempts. She shook the mud free from them with haste, choosing to put her feet somewhere much less prone to sinkage and perhaps a bit drier as well. It was somewhere in that mix that she also felt the prompt to investigate their bubbling cauldron of sorts — though by then it gurgled in response to center stage.

With ears splaying crookedly across her narrow crown, she found the smell there to be even worse than it had been. Her hackles rose with uncertainty as she stopped, staying on the safety of the solid marsh than the watery edge. She looked back towards Iqniq.

"Alligator?" The bog noisily answered her.