Otatso Wetlands Lay it to rest

Glad to have finally joined a pack, the dark-coated wolf couldn't help but wander the areas near the territory. It was a vast place she'd never explored before, and the idea of learning more about it interested her. What really taught her attention, though, was when she heard the legend of wolf spirits haunting a particular area on the wind. Sen was never one to spook too easily, but rather found stories of ghosts and ghouls to be entertaining. In her mind, there was no way that such things could actually exist, and the lack of sightings she'd experienced only made her rebuke the idea further.
Her lack of fright had ended up carrying the she-wolf all the way to the Otatso Wetlands, where she now wandered about aimlessly. She was dead set on laying the legend of the ghosts to rest, and her eagerness to do so was eating away at her. Nothing had seemed out of the ordinary as she moved about, though the mysterious atmosphere the area held caused an uneasy feeling to grow in the pit of her stomach. The rational side of her mind forced the feeling away though, knowing well it was just a trick of the senses. Without any further hesitations, Sen continued her trek through the area, keeping close to the many shadows provided by the trees.