Otatso Wetlands glow in the dark

When the other wolf turned to leave, the little red wolf did nothing but merely continued to stare absently into space. She was there even when the other wolf returned, this time with a fish. Without hesitation, she hastily devoured the snack, and with some food finally in her stomach, she felt a little more at peace. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice distant. It took a while for her to unfold herself, and even then, the creases of the folds rested deeply in her heart. Wrinkled her. "Funny, isn't it? I feel like I spend more time fighting myself than my enemies." She looked up from the fish and nodded in thanks. She did not smile, however, but once more seemed to sink into a darkness that no shadow could match. "Your kindness might hurt you in the end," she said. Her tone was not necessarily ominous, but rather pitiful.