The Wispmother beckons (Sub-territory discovery)

The priestess rarely went to the swamp. She had claimed part of its vastness for her pack's territory, but despite the occasional border patrol, the marshes had not been explored that often. The dark priestess treaded through the muddy ground, wondering what she would find in the swamp.

What she found was silence. An emptiness that she could not describe. Like the Void that the Brotherhood talked so much about? The priestess stopped, twitching her ears constantly, looking for some type of sound to fill the emptiness. She found none. Her guard hairs rose a bit, but her face kept as stoic as she could, and she kept going. She had to find something here. Something.

She did discover something in the murky mists, but it did not fill her ears with the sound she wanted. Lights. Blue lights, faintly drifting in the air. Haunting, eerie silence followed them. Visibly frightened now, the priestess backed away as one light followed her, inching closer towards her nose. What in Sithis' name were these...things?