Frogspawn Swamp Set out on the search

Pulling back his own lips in response to her threat, Vengeance grinned a toothy smile. Yellowing fangs glistening in the dim light of the mog. "Pathetic." He repeated, how disgusting it was to think that a wolf would sink so low as to eat a fucking frog. 

Stepping closer, he was careful were he placed his feet, feeling out the ground with each sweeping motion until he could feel harder soil to place his paws. It was seemless. 

"How is it that a wolf would turn to eating an amphibian but curl their noses to cannibalism. A larger prey, weakened by hunger, and yet they allow their morals to kill more than hunger does these days." He came up a couple wolflengths away, stopping at a comfortable distance to be able to react if she leaped at him, but close enough to have a better look and smell.