Witch's Marsh a chapter of the witch

Jomyo had come from the mountains, and with a ground-covering trot, she was heading back east towards the Bypass. She had spent a few days scouting the Sunspire range's eastern reaches and the valleys between to little tangible gain, but eventually the pathway had guided her north enough that the mountains had begun to veer towards the coast--which, about there was when she decided to call it for now and head back towards the home base finally. It had been enough ground covered for one venture, and she still didn't like being too absent for too long with the pack's claim so fresh yet. Plus, there was very little business for her any closer to the coast, anyway. That much could wait until closer to spring.

She knew she was closing in on her home destination, and had been on what was essentially autopilot for a good while when she spied a golden silhouette ahead. Her ears turned forward and with interest, she began to wonder.

Deciding that was worth a closer look since she was heading this way anyway, she kept going on that way to bring her path towards the other. She had a few assumptions she could make from here, but withheld many of her judgements as she trotted closer, a keen eye on the unfamiliar female for signs of a reaction. That would likely determine how long the scout might linger.