Otatso Wetlands tragic eyes I can't recognize myself behind

Together, they made their way through the wetlands.

There was a dull ache in his head but he dutifully ignored it. Instead, he focused on putting one paw in front of the other while paying attention to Faelan's chattering.

It wouldn't be too soon till they were out of here. It'd take less than an hour, at most.

I'm going west. Through the mountains. He answered truthfully—conveniently avoiding having to explain his activities prior to their meetup. 

Travelling alone? He added, glancing back at the youth to gauge his reaction.