Which is funny because that's just how I imagine the swamp would look like xD
Never would've Bane thought of Slade's intentions with him, but Bane did feel flattered by how the obsidian beast referred to him. "Artic Bearer" "White Warrior"... Those titles were pretty badass.
Alright, Slay. Let's see what we find...
the Northerner said with his thick accent and proceeded to walk away from the murky and smelly waters. The woods burst in life even though it didn't seem like it, the creatures were just perfectly adapted to the mysteriousness of it, making it even more mysterious.
The path Bane chose was just as dark as any other. The light that was present in the swamp slowly disappeared leaving them in the shadows once again, and during the time they walked Bane didn't say anything, expecting that the bigger male would do the same. His attention was on the hunt now, on any sign of movement in the ground, in the trees, on any scent in the air, on the slightest sound around, but the place still seemed deserted, and not a single sound could be heard in miles.
Got anything?
the pale youth whispered, looking back at Slade.