ALIEN BLUES

The marshlands of Ashen stretched out before Redrum as a vast and misty expanse, it was all very murky to say the least. But the labyrinth of waterways and tangled reeds kept him amused, especially as his long ears picked up on the lively cacophony of avian melodies. Herons gracefully stalked the shallows, their long legs stepping gingerly as they searched for prey. Ducks floated serenely on the tranquil surface of the water, while swans glided with regal poise. All things he was so curious to figure out how to ambush… As he padded forward on silent hunter paws, his crimson fur rippled like flames dancing in the twilight. His golden eyes, bright with determination, scanned the surroundings with a mixture of awe and anticipation. But it wasn't just the birds that inhabited this realm. Frogs croaked their chorus from hidden nooks, their tadpoles darting among the water plants like tiny shadows. It was a bustling ecosystem, teeming with life and energy. He found the diversity to be much different than back home, but he did not dare to hunt within another pack’s territory. Still, he daydreamed.

Regardless, he had another goal in mind today. With each step, Redrum's heart pounded in his chest, a mixture of excitement and nerves coursing through his veins. He was tracking down Elara’s father, the alpha. The scent was everywhere, of course it was, but the freshest seemed to be around this area… As he approached the island, the mist seemed to thicken around him, leaving him to rely on his senses rather than his eyes. The watery land meant twigs did not snap underfoot, nor were the usual prey-sounds available to the ear… Hmm. Redrum pressed on, his determination unwavering as he trudged through the water. Finally, he reached the willow tree, his senses on high alert as he scanned the surroundings for any sign of movement.