Otatso Wetlands glow in the dark

The chimera of a wolf had misunderstood her question, but as the little red wolf was about to ask her once more, the chimera howled. For a moment, she was taken aback but quickly relaxed as she realized the chimera was merely calling for the spirits. Wait. Perhaps that was even more terrifying. Looking out at the wetlands and waiting with unashamed expectation, she turned back to the other wolf and asked, "Did they hear you?" Naturally, she wanted to know what had been said, but even she had some sense of privacy. Especially when it came to the spirits. It was not that she necessarily feared them but knew that they existed. All she hoped was that the other wolf was not calling out for some spirits that had already deceased. Those were always the bad kind. Perhaps because they were asked by those with unresolved conflict and wounded hearts.