Frogspawn Swamp Islands under eyelids

Day closed his eyes, mapping out their route. "I know that there's a river to the west," he said after a moment, remembering the fishing shewolf from months past. "There should be fresh water there - and maybe she'll still be around. Maybe she's seen... Well, let's just head that way."

He forged on ahead, pointing his nose in the right direction and allowing his memory to lead him through the same steps he'd taken before. He did not know that there was a much closer river to the east, or that a new pack had settled where he planned to take his packmate. All he knew was that the swamp stirred up guilt he was trying to put to rest, and that Anita didn't like it any better.

Hopefully, they'd be better off heading toward the river.