
Your weary as you walk along. You step on what you think is solid mud but you begin to sink quickly. You panic and wiggle around but that only causes you to sink more. You yelp out for help but here no reply in return. You grow tried and stop kicking as the mud wallops around you to pull you in. You look around tired and see a branch that wasn't there before you reach out for it and pull yourself out with much difficulty. You lay there panting and weak. *Crack* A stick brakes behind you and you look up to see a large black wolf glareing down at you with cold solid black eyes. You wonder if he threw you the stick, but he speaks before your thought is finished.
"Why have you come here?" The black wolf asks suddenly and seriously. "Dont you know whose land you are on?" his voice rasing. You quiver as you look up at him and stutter out."N-n-no..." you trail off as he growls out at you and bellows out with a strong voice."Well your on MY LAND!" the black wolf is gravely annoyed. Your speechless. He snarls at you..glareing down at your pitiful body."Well! Speak up. Why are you here?" his voice rasing again this time with more anger and and frustration with each word. You glare at him unsure what to say. He laughs at you and you become confused."Do not over look your stay in the swamp or next time there might not be a branch for you to grab hold of. I am BlackJack alpha of the pack Last Rein, the pack whose land you are on." You glance around unsure why anyone would want to live in a swamp. He catches your glance and eyes you carefully."You may follow me back to the pack's gathering place to get out of the swamp, but once you enter my terra you may never find your way out." He begins to walk off into the mist. You get up and shake some of the mud off. Your left with a decision either fear the swamp for a way out OR follow him and perhaps never leave. The decision is yours choose wisely for BlackJack has almost disappeared and if you loose site of him then your decision is made for you.*