Blackfeather Woods Purple Spotted Zebras

He bound along behind her, tail wagging as they moved, first through the marsh, in which a number of things amaze him. Like the obedient child he was, he had not tread in the marsh alone, but it was all very exciting, and had tempted him once or twice. She sheer number of organisms here was overwhelming, and he poked his nose into almost everything, delaying their journey quite a bit. The sudden drop of sound alarmed him slightly, wondering where everything went, but then something else drew his attention.

"Moon-lady! What dis?" he questioned, nosing something. Small, brightly coloured and scaly, like a fish, the creature looked for all the world like a weird worm. The stench of death emanated from it, and half of it's body was torn away, shortening it's supposed length drastically.