Cool and dark. That was the way the swamp should be, except in the places where a spear of sunlight made it's way through the canopy above. That didn't happen often here, though, not this deep into tue winding way back.

So it was just as Wards The Way liked it. Just as he expected it woyld be. Except.

Except there was that niggling sense that something was wrong. Out of place. Interrupting the daily rhythm. Intruding!

Wards The Way was on the prowl. Ears pricker forward, nostrils flared, head lowered, just in case. He. Would. Find Them.

Shall We Dance huffed. She enjoyed the quiet and the dark of the deep Swamp, but trying to find anything in it seemed impossible. No wonder her sister opted out of going on this little trek. The dark doe flicked an ear, deep in thought, as she looked around for any signs she was on the right track. Seeing nothing, she took a deep breath and pressed on.

Thankfully, Shall We Dance caught scent of decay. That was an improvement. The mushrooms should hopefully pop up around whatever laid to rot here in the cool and damp. As she made her way in that direction, she heard a rustling to the side, and paused.

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Samuel Carlin wrote:

Movement and then no movement. Was he doing the finding or was he being found? Well, enough if that. He wouldn't be surprised on his own turf!

Wards ducked his head to push past a long clump of hanging moss, and stepped into clear sight.

A lone doe was not what he was expecting. Maybe his imagination had gotten a little overeager of late. "You've wandered in deep," he told her by way of greeting. "Are you lost?"

lilacfishie wrote:

Shall We Dance took whatever moments she could to assess the situation before opening her mouth. The last thing she expected deep in the Swamp was another kin. The buck seemed a little on edge, which made sense given the setting. She flicked her tail and smiled coyly at him. The temptation to take a step forward and get a better look at him was there, but she didn't want to set him off. Best to stay on the back foot for now.

"Hmmm, haven't decided yet," she purred, giving the buck a wink. "Are you lost?"

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Sam Carlin wrote:So sorry for the long wait!