Witch's Marsh Now what you've done

He meandered on, looking for more to eat.
For more wolves to pester and satiate his desires.
It was unlikely, though.

He trudged through the mud and dirt, sticking close the the reeds that towered over the mosquito laden water that rose up to pester him as he passed.
Eyes dar keyes searched the dingy marsh, looking for perhaps a child that had stayed too far from his guardian and got stuck in the mud.