Cricket Creek Bog i can be flexible, as long as everything is exactly the way i want it

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Alright, she wanted to turn around. Once she’d gotten out of the woods and into the muck, Piper found that her journey had lost a great deal of its charm. She didn’t understand why on earth there needed to be an entire area that was covered in goop and creeping with vines. Who the hell thought that was a good idea?
 
In reality, she could have scoped her way around it, but she was keen on breaking through and avoiding traveling north until she had managed to touch point with every pack in the area. Thinking that it was her quickest way directly east, the bog had been the way to go. But she would definitely never go back. With a grunt of distress, the Redleaf girl plunged her leg out of the muck and continued on in a strange sort of sideways walk that left her with a wonky gait.