Chain Chomp

Esti moved around the marsh's bank, taking little care as to whether or not her coat got dirty. She knew it would. The whole thing was relatively boring except the squishy feeling between Esti's paws. Each step rewarded the giant girl with a satisfying "squeltch" noise and released a pungent, earthy smell. She almost expected the whole marsh part to start bubbling. It didn't. The whole place was fairly quiet until quietly, in the distance, there was this hissing noise.

Esti's interest was immediately perked. Her ears shot forward and suddenly the squishy feelings between her paws wasn't as fascinating as before. The girl followed the hissing noise for a while until she could hear the wet stampering sounds of whatever it was. Was there a fight? Esti secretly hoped so, and she wasn't fully disappointed when she found a wolf assaulting a scaly, furry, marshy, very squat other wolf. Okay, the other thing wasn't a wolf. The not-wolf was the one hissing ans snapping around as the wolf jumped around it, hitting it. Esti observed the duo for a bit, thinking that if it had been Laufey how she would have gotten behind him and bitten his tail or something to scare him. This wasn't Laufey, however, so Esti went for helpful sarcasm, "Hey! You're not gonna get dinner that way."

"Speech"
'thoughts'