A newcomer approaches! | Oak

[Cryo]

Oak gave a cautious glance around the swamp as he trotted through it, Stepping over fallen branches and puddles. “That storm has really done a number on this place” he murmured to himself as he continued on his way. Occasionally he would put his snout to the ground and give a curious sniff. Though as he progressed farther he hesitated, starting feeling eyes on him. Eventually he stopped fully and spoke with hesitation. “Is anybody there?”