harvest my heart

The moon tonight was really astonishing. His small, but muscular form moved through the swamps carefully. His feet up to his elbows were dipped in muck and mud. His tail was high to keep it out of the mud. If he hated something, he hated his tail getting all muddy. It was so hard to clean after that.

By the time he saw a tree root over the mud, his muscles tensed and his limbs shot him out of the mud and onto the root. His mismatched eyes had a slight glow to them and the way the moon shone on his fur, made him look like he was a part of the sky. His ears perked at the rustling, his face lowered slightly and he shook his body before he jumped down and carefully moved forward. By the time he had reached the figure he stopped in his tracks and his head tilted slightly to the side.

"Oh! Those herbs are really helpful." He exclaimed and took a look around. This place was good for gathering and he should definitely visit again to gather some stuff that will be addition to his new stash of herbs. He kept a distance between him and the other wolf so that he wouldn't come as offensive or threatening.
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