Otatso Wetlands hemiola

As watchful as he was, Kel didn't see a thing. He peered all around until he heard a quiet voice, and though he couldn't quite pick out the words, something in the tone of it made him relax. So he finally moved, trudging quite gracelessly through the mud. He passed between a few trees before he caught sight of the dark-furred wolf, and when he did he chuffed to announce himself.
He kept moving, but more slowly now. Kel gathered from his scent that he was a pack wolf, but it was nothing he recognized. So he remained wary, and would keep distance between them with his slowed pace until the stranger spoke.