From beyond the clearing, they came across the river. It was fairly deep and decently wide, no easily getting over it. Amidst the water currents, they could spy small black things flashing in the water, akin to schools of eels wriggling in the water. Could this be the black ichor contaminating the river?
Further thoughts on that would have to wait as a growling alerted the pair to a collection of wolves that had managed to surround them from the other side. There were 4 in total, all thin and gnarled looking, like they hadn't eaten in a while. They were surrounding them so their backs were to the river. Each one looked ready to pounce.