Otatso Wetlands Shoot the moon

Grezig had not meant to come back to this godawful place. She had traveled back to the Emberwood, but then she’d kept going without paying much attention, and over time, the air had grown thicker and the smell had gotten worse, and now there was mud caked to her paws. She grimaced as she lifted first one paw, then the other, and shook them like a cat who accidentally stepped in water. It did no good. Some globs of mud came flying off, but the moment she put her paws back down, the mud seeped back into them. She sighed, and was about to turn back to the woods behind her, but there was a wolf coming towards her through the mist now, and she chuffed to let them know she was there. Drawing her eyebrows together, she couldn’t help but wonder why there was someone else out here, in this disgusting place?