The hot humidity of Summer had already faded way, leaving the cool briskness of Fall. The air smelled fresh and clean, a smell that the night always seemed to bring. The ground was cool and held a distinct dampness that came with the evening dew setting. But Caedwyn's thick fur protected him from the chill of the evening as he moved through the swamp. He moved with an easy lope, though not too quickly. His movements were purposeful, though not overburdened with precision. As he walked, every now and then he would pause and sniff the ground, poking his head under low growing shrubs and branches. "Hmm..." he grumbled softly, thoughtfully, before letting out a little annoyed sigh. Lifting his head again, he trotted away several paces before dipping down once more and inspecting the ground again. Another huff of displeasure and he set off again. This time moving a little more quickly as he travelled. It was then that a voice met his ears. His footsteps froze as his ears flicked forward with interest. But he heard nothing. Had he heard a voice? or was it simply the wind twisting between the swamp branches? or maybe a frog croaking lowly somewhere off in the boggy waters? Caedwyn didn't want to announce his presence, in case it was an enemy... but Caedwyn was simply to curious to pass up an opportunity to find a stranger. He crouched and began to walk forward through the trees toward the sound. A movement caught his eyes just ahead. A wolf-like creature, though it wasn't one Caedwyn recognized. He tilted his nose to the air, remaining crouched, and took in the scent. He didn't smell Verdantis. Pausing a moment, he decided to test his luck. He un-crouched and straightened his legs approaching slowly but this time purposely brushing against some leaves and twigs as he neared, allowing his presence to be detected. When he emerged from the brush, he stopped a few paces away from the stranger, giving a small nod of acknowledgement. "Ah, I thought I heard something out here,", Caedwyn said. "Seems I found who it was. Nice evening." He hadn't thought this through too much. How was he supposed to start a conversation? "Uh, out for an evening stroll too, I guess?" --- Speech. |
Boggy Swamp
Stretching between two bodies of water, a swamp and bog made of twisting waterways and trees. Groves of large water cypress and mangrove grow up from the water. Fish, sharks, and alligators lurk in the green waters.
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