Broken Antler Fen that terrifies you

Just skirting around the borders, greet him however :3

Second time was the charm.

Or was that third? He didn't remember and in the great grand scheme, this was certainly well beyond his second or third time doing something like this. And he hadn't died yet! Maybe scruffed a few times, bruised and bit, but never killed.

So he would try this once more in this stretch of land before he wandered far off to some other wooded stretch of area. This was not the northern group with the big slobbery beast, but the scents sort of seemed all the same to him when he thought about it. Large canine stench.

Whatever. It wasn't as if he planned to dive in deep. He just wanted to sniff around the edges and see if anyone had carelessly left something out.