Felltree Marsh Im trying to help

The commotion on their doorstep was hard to miss.

Masquerade crouched and slunk toward the sounds, careful to screen herself from view at all times. When she finally came close enough to see what was going on, she tucked herself behind a tree and peered surreptitiously into the neighboring marsh.

From her slightly inclined vantage point, she watched as two wolves fought one another. She swallowed thickly, trying to figure out if she recognized either one of them. But they were moving too quickly for her to clock them.

Feel free to skip, since she is just spectating.