Felltree Marsh I didn't even realize I returned

Thyme was back. Though he wasn't wholly aware that he was. He had roamed ever since being separated from his mother as a youngster. It hadn't always been fun to be on his own but he was used to it now. He got to learn a lot about the world he lived in. He had various interests from nature to battle tactics. He was an openminded guy that liked to learn. Often he joined a pack for a bit just to learn more about their culture.

Now he wandered into a territory that might not be one of his favorites. A marsh. He noticed when he sank elbow deep in the mud. "Damn," he groaned as he pulled himself out, mud up to his neck. The wolf re-routed his path onto a thick fallen log. He shook out his coat, not that it would help much. He looked ahead and wondered if it was worth it to continue further. Perhaps he should avoid this territory all together. It did give him a vantage point though.