Black Morass i've been looking all over the place for a place for me

oh—that was easy. given her stature and somewhat gruff demeanor, he hadn't expected her to help. . .at least not so readily. cam seized the chance to get out with alacrity, following after her, nimble paws dodging all manner of thorn and thicket and muck.

thank you, he said gratefully, then his ears cupped forward as he remembered her last statement. wait, why would they stop us?

that seemed rather strange. they were on neutral ground, after all (he'd smelled quite deeply to make sure! no risking another moonspear incident, after all) and he couldn't imagine mal being so forward in a situation where he was leading a lost soul to safety. maybe they did things differently around here.

what's your pack called? cam asked, casual but curious.