Chimera Fields You're smiling at me like a wolf

Anita grinned. "Yeah, those birds sure don't seem to be afraid of us," Anita could hear the faint cawing in the distance, which sounded a lot like laughing. She stepped a bit towards Niita, immediately regretting that as she sank down into the mud. "We should probably find some dry ground, if there is any."

Clambering out of the mud, the she wolf found a patch of undergrowth to sit down on. Most of it was dead, so it wasn't the plush, fertile ground she was hoping for. Well, at least it wasn't mud. "I am interested in going on a scouting trip, I've never been on one before," she spoke, cleaning some of the mud from her fur.