Sleeping Dragon Topaz

All of his wandering in his younger days had at least lent him a good sense of time and distance, for he knew to notice the subtleties around him. That, and haughtily, he may even call himself just naturally inclined when it suited him. "It really depends on how quick a course you make. If you leave here at dawn, and the river crosses easily, you can reach the Maplewood by early afternoon and the swamps are just on the other side. Maybe a two or three hours more at most if I had to guess. I've never gone straight from here to there." He'd never mapped the full detail of the forest either, but had never supposed it to be massive. With a steady course and a good cruising trot, any wolf could make good time. Experiences, namely traveling at a decent clip to the Maplewood moons ago to oust out any stragglers, could let him make a good estimate despite never before taking a direct path from this point to the swamps. "I've not gone deeply into the swamps either, so don't know how far in they go once there. I at least know eventually it turns to mountain-range." Briefly, he recalls the Sunspire and its associated string of peaks because he only knows them in passing.

This all went to say that in truth, it could be done there and back within the day. That was with a quick pace and no excess dallying, plus probably not delving into the swamplands very much to get the full exposure. But, perhaps, for maximum swamp plant experience, he'd suspect she may want more time than just a quick once-over. If timed well (for him, meaning that other guardians of the borderlands were present and not on their own duties abroad), Dio could devote a few days towards it without issue. If she wanted to.