Witch's Marsh Papyrus Impressum

Making this shorter than usual, hope you don't mind @Sarah! For self-note: occurs before he meets Kukulkan and Hogo.

Awol had been hunting — hoping to bring something back for all his comrades, until he smelled sickness and flesh in the area. He knew what s ick wolf smelled and looked like, he thought back to his mother and sister, who had suffered an illness passed from his late father. He was no expert, but knew when a wolf was getting somewhat better, and when they were going to need more rest. At first the striving scout had wanted to spend hsi day straining his eyes for anything on the horizon. he was to confident to leave the marsh yet, and was debating whether to ask Ibis for a one-on-one lesson. His attenton would have to turned unto the new wolf he spotted on snowy hillock. Under the gracious covering of the swamp trees, he studied her. Greyscale mostly, and did seem to be fairing somewhat well. Though it was evident she was not in her best shape, and the stranger's wounds told him so.

He had not intention on sneaking up on the new figure, it could be one of Ibis' guests. He stayed a few tail lengths away still, not intent on catching sickness, it might be contagious for all he knew.

"Hello? Are you fairing well?"