Heron Lake Plateau I think I'm done

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The beast of a man made his way through the wetlands, the soggy fur around his now-not-so-white-anymore paws a problem of the past. It seemed that wherever he went, the wetness always found him. Or he found the wetness, at least. A squirrel's bloody carcass hung from his massive jaws where it almost looked small. The thought of sharing it made him grow uneasy, but then again they were with so many. They weren't starving as far as he knew. This squirrel was all his.

He plopped his tank of a body down on the ground where he impatiently started to rip the critter apart, amazingly blue eyes focused on a distant tree as he "nommed" his belly full.