A Naive Hope [Closed]

[Shinigami]

Tuuli was...not entirely sure what exactly she thought she was doing. She had been so wrapped up in her personal quest for vengeance, her sheer anger toward Darrien, that she had announced to her family that she was going to be going on a short trip, had packed, and had left the Selkie Lakes before it had entirely penetrated her mind as to what she was doing. The Selkie skunk had traveled through the Forest of Kahmden to the Court of Diamonds, then caught a ride to the Capital City (and it had been so tempting while she was there to ask after a Selkie canine and give Darrien what-for, but she had something else that she really wanted to do). After that, she'd gotten a ride to the Court of Clubs, had carefully navigated around the Lowlands - that was such a disgusting place, and now here she was in the middle of the Golfam Marsh, chasing down rumors of a witch that could curse items.

Tucked safely away in her pack was the acorn she'd worked so hard to find and select for Darrien, along with traveling supplies like food and water, and a few knick-knacks that she thought she might be able to trade for a curse, even if it was just a small one that really didn't do all that much. It didn't matter, as long as that stupid man got what was coming to him.

...but for now she was in the middle of a terrifying and dark marsh, she really had no clue where she was other than that, and the vague directions that she'd gotten from someone at the edge of the marsh toward the "Swamp Witch's house" had ended up with her at a dead end. The Lakelander - so obvious in coloring, white and swirling blue, in the middle of the dull, dark marsh - stared around her with wide, terrified eyes, and tried to hide her fear. She could do this. He'd jilted her horribly, and he deserved to pay for that.

[Vyn]

In a small backwater community full of people who disliked Outsiders, news of Tuuli spread fast. Especially so for the Swamp Witch she was searching for.

Meecha, of course, had been sought out many times before and thought very little of it.

Very few actually made it to her hut alive, after all. Between the unfriendly natives and the treacherous qualities of the swamp itself, there was very little likelihood that a random outsider would make survive. On the other paw, however, there was that slim chance in Hell that she would make it onto her territory and that would simply have to be dealt with when and if it happened.

Loa, a prize from one of her less fortunate visitors, was currently skulking through the shadows on the edge of Meecha's swamp. As Tuuli wandered, Loa would become the first of Meecha's traps that she would stumble upon.

The Tove rushed forward without warning, aiming to plant a firm lick on the Selkie's nose.