Felltree Marsh the hanged man

She worked with @Ancelin whenever he wished, though much of Masque’s time was still spent reclusively creeping around the rise. Today in particular, she stalked @Relic as he marched around the borders. She maintained a rather large distance due to the lack of coverage, monitoring her brother’s every movement as he patrolled.

When he caught her despite her best efforts, Masquerade ducked her head almost sheepishly, tail wagging. Relic must not have been in the mood for games, however, as he quickly put her in her place. She relented immediately, submitting to her litter mate, and stayed on the ground until he left to finish his rounds.

Heeding his warning not to follow him this time, Masque sat up straight and took a moment to assess her surroundings. She was at the far southwestern corner of the rise overlooking the neighboring marsh. She knew better than to venture any further and intended to slink back into the heart of the territory when she caught sight of a pale figure in the distance. Her ochre eyes squinted.