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The woman looked like a Rat. Her shaggy fur clung to her muscular body. Her tail sloshed around in the murky water with annoyance. The scent of the nearly stand-int water bothered her nearly as much as being in it. Green weeds and marshy good clung to her fur. The swamp was not very deep so with each paddle her paws kicked up more muck from the bottom, making it worse for her. Another scent filled her wet nose that resembled Covari. Her metallic orbs flicked around in search and found their source. A tri-colored fae that stood upon a solid bit of land. Svanerna snorted as words were heard but reeled herself in, she had to be nice to pack mates. "Yes, fucking great, if you enjoy muck in your bits." The babe rolled her eyes and got closer to the island. She scurried onto the muddy bit of land and growled. Obviously to herself. She shook out her fur, mud flung everywhere. Svan rolled her shoulders and looked at the earthy dove. "I am Svanerna by the way. Svanerna Finnvi." Her voice was thick with german accents.