Felltree Marsh The blackness, the darkness forever

Sorry this took longer than I had anticipated, I had a tiring last few days <3

Somewhere among the mud and grit of the bog, the sloshing sound of footsteps gave Tybault pause. He halted with ears standing tall, listening more than he watched even as he scanned the tangled wetland grasses for movement. After a moment, the scent of wolf reached him on the breeze; male, healthy, alone. His hackles lifted slightly, but for now Tybault stifled the tension brewing in his shoulders.

Not the best place to hunt unless you're looking for birds, He called out as he stepped toward the source of the scent, unsure whether he was within range to be heard just yet. But a moment later, he caught a glimpse of ruddy fur among the dull green. Definitely close enough to hear. Tybault paused again to let the man approach at his own pace, watching closely for anything that might confirm or deny his suspicions.