Otatso Wetlands the time's come to play

@Njal

She didn't even like it here, she had no idea why she was staying. The whole swamp was sticky with mud, and she could barely pull her feet out of it. The moon floated high in the sky, still waxing, she thought. Or maybe waning. Anyway, it cast a eerie white glow on everything, including her fur. It made her look golden, which she liked. She laid inside a hollow log that laid on the ground. She was eating a squirrel she'd caught a few minutes earlier. She bit into it and was glad she was such a skilled hunter.