Neverwinter Forest killer diller blues

@Behemoth

from the mountains to the coast, the coonass had still not found himself a bog to settle into. he had hoped that his wild wandering would prove to be of great help, but there only seemed to be more stretching hills and looming pines. that was until the wind had shifted and carried the distinct scent of saline and brine to his flared nostrils. now, he may have been a bayou boy, but he knew the smell of the ocean when he caught it. it had been on that day that he'd decided he would set out in search of the promising stretch of royal blue. 

padding along on thick limbs, the brutish beast hummed a merry tune as he trekked. the beat of his paws against the earth matched that of the song that played through his head. buck might have been disappointed in the lack of swamp he'd stumbled into, but he had to admit that the terrain was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. despite the pain in his feet, the cajun continued to trek along. weary paw pads could do very little to deter him.