Frogspawn Swamp run, run, run

Backdated to ~1 week ago. Crossing thru Frogspawn Swamp. Open!

 

Silaluk and those she ran with raced at an easy lope ahead. Their webbed feet enabled them to stay atop the snowy terrain, flat and open in the Wintertime. @Anuniaq, @Sikuaq, @Thyri (whom was Kadluk), and @Aklark trailed their leader through the fresh snow. The herd had passed through though their tracks were covered by the downy powder that fell from the sky even now. It would not be long before they were seen by the wolves of Tartok—before one of them fell by their fang, and fed them all. 

They had spanned many miles and could go many more. Silaluk did not intend to stop, now, though she paused when a stray scent caught her interest. She paused, her eyes scouring the empty, barren horizon, until she saw it. A stray calf, not dead too long though dead nonetheless, half within the thing that had once been a swamp but had frozen over. It seemed it had not frozen entirely when the creature had made its attempt, or else the weight of its elders brought it down. Silaluk shook out her furs. She was uncertain of how much weight the frozen-over swamp would hold now.