Frogspawn Swamp a grin made for war

Meerkat had been raised to appreciate a good story, though she had reached an age where she could largely separate fact from fiction. The instant the stranger mentioned dragons, her face broke into a toothy grin, her eyes bright and rapt. Her tail stirred when the she-wolf gestured to a score of slashes on her shoulder, which apparently indicated how many dragons she'd battled.

"Sooooo cool!" the youth agreed, quite happy to play along even if she was fairly certain dragons weren't real. Stories were entertaining and sometimes even educational! "Did you kill them all?!" Meerkat wondered, her good ear twitching at the high-pitched whine of a mosquito hovering there.