Cricket Creek Bog A liar and a cheat, but I could be so much worse

Fennec noticed the bizarre sound first.  It was something moving, but it didn't initially sound like a wolf... not with the dragging.  She broke off to follow, despite knowing it was a stupid decision, and caught the scent of a wolf.  Was it alone?

Fuck it.  I thought something smelled fishy here.  A trespasser in my swamp, then?  Fennec cackled as she made her way carefully towards the stranger.  I guess I can let it slide, but only if you can answer a question.  She turned her ears as she waited to see what they would make of this.  She had no way of knowing whether there was a sense of humor here or not, but either way, at least things would be interesting.