The Tangle It takes two to tangle

She crinkled her snout at his comment that some ghosts were more "real" than others. What kind of sense did that make? None, as far as she was concerned. Any ghost was just as real as the next — not at all. There was just a prick of irritation at this odd wolf's insistence on something so ridiculous, but she pushed it aside as he introduced himself. A swamp, she mused internally. What was a swamp?

Ignoring his slip-up, she energetically replied, I have no idea what a swamp is, but maybe we could find it together! The thought of exploring and seeing new sights made her giddy. While the beach was beautiful, this new thing piqued her curiosity, which she could never ignore.