Cricket Creek Bog we can dine with the biosphere

Arlette had mentioned...leaving to get some herbs.
She seemed a bit stressed and pretty uneasy. Even though Aerin told her she should be ok, he knew his mate would worry anyway. He wanted her to have the space she needed, but she was not going alone. At all.
So he followed her. He let her have a headstart, so she knew she was really alone for at least a little bit.
He watched the white speck of her rove over the soggy terrain. Derg blended in a lot better.

He followed her until she stopped. A few times he wanted to go to her, seeing her struggle. But he knew better than to invade that much.
When she stopped he moved in closer. He didn't try to hide himself like he hadn't throughout the trip. She was digging up plants of some sort, then he spotted it. Another wolf, looking wistfully into the distance.
He picked up his pace and knew Arlette noticed too and seemed rather panicked about it.
Derg chuffed loudly, drawing her attention to him.
She was safe.

"You're ok," he reassured her as he drew in close. He looked up again at the other, unsure of what had spooked Arlette so badly.