Witch's Marsh No Room in Frame

A change of scenery. A nice change he chose too, goo and muck. Haven thought sarcastically, though she really had no reason to be talking. She'd been exploring the marsh the same as him. His sickness did intrigue her though. How sick had he been. The way he spoke it sounded pretty bad. She wanted to ask more into it, but decided that would seem kind of nosey. She chuckled instead, pushing away her thoughts. Yeah I hear you, with winter coming life is just ten times more stressful. It's not the prettiest place, but it's a nice getaway.

The grey and white wolf looked around, not much more to say. She still wanted that peace and quiet, and time to think and she wasn't getting it while sitting and chatting. She decided now would be a nice time to leave. Well it was good meeting you Reek, but I should get going. Thanks for the chat, and enjoy the rest of this beautiful day. She rolled her eyes, in a sarcastic but playful manner. She began to turn away, but then turned back to add, Oh and try not to fall in any more mud piles ok?

Fade here? c: