Otatso Wetlands i'm waking up, i feel it in my bones

That's ok! You're so nearly there now. :D

"I don't know Lecter."

That's surprising, Bazi thought, appraising the thin and ill-groomed female from afar. She looked unwell, to put it lightly, and made a face as if to warn of an impending vomit-attack. The much cleaner Creek wolf took a step back, even though she was well beyond the firing range.

"Are you sick?" she asked instead, drawn forward by Zombie's plight but so utterly put off by the matted blood and stale smell and spitty herbs that she stayed where she was, swaying to and fro with indecision.