Felltree Marsh we're never even born

@Ingram vague about some details!

he felt like a child again.

as if he should be tucked against the side of a mother full of love and warmth. instead his mother's last interaction had been full of aggression and he had been cast out into this hellscape full of demons and frights.

he needed to...grow. to build walls and strengthen himself. to become resilient against the elements, the wolves, the frights.

needed skills.

maybe that was what drove him to wander again. although he avoided the killers in the valley and skirted his way north. the land constantly morphed in ways he had never seen and eventually he found himself somewhere unlike anywhere he had ever been. filled with anxious anger that bled out into his body language.

angrily he snatched the nearest branch between his jaws as it snapped and cracked, weak from the winter.