SwampSneak

SwampSneak is devoted to two things: Elise, and the bog.

He is mute, and he supposes that's what Elise likes about him. He doesn't ask pesky questions that would force her to answer - he merely stays by her side, and fetches her whatever she needs. When he really needs something from her, he will write it, but otherwise he is more than content to do just as he does - stay by her side.

Sometimes she asks for something from the bog - she can't manage water plants as well as land plants - and he will indulge in his second devotion. The bog is his favourite. The smell of green things and decomposing wood, and yes, even the bugs, the beetles, the swarms of gnats(hard to catch but a delightfully sour snack), the little leeches that would slide across his slimy body, yes, even those.

He loves his children dearly - hatchlings of soil and wood, of orange carrots and yellow turnips, of sludge(yes he even loves the sludge) and leaf. And when they leave, he misses them dearly, but wishes them the best. After all, if they never leave, how will they ever find their own Elise? They need to find their own sunshine, their own light of their life, their own leafy love who smells of green things and comfort.