Black Morass cus i’m heartless

@Envy @Elowen Aeloria @Ione @Theissor

with elowen in tow and envy at his flank, he moves… cautiously… through the swamp. golden eyes swiveling, prodding at the undergrowth. twitching at every noise, every slightest movement.

unsettled, to say the least.

hush. a snap in the direction of envy, who is practically buzzing with excitement to have made it upon the doorstep of a pack. yet, he isn’t. his dark fur clinging quietly to elowen’s side, pressing further, closer until they stand upon the edge of claimed land.

it is there he stops. there, he lifts his head, chin tilting subtly upwards to scan for anything. the scents of the pack wolves are strong now. overwhelming. lorcan’s top lip curls, but he casts a look at envy.

he’d give it a try for her.