Talk:The Marsh/@comment-5342796-20140118023812/@comment-1829516-20140118024216

A ginger tom slunk in from the other side of the marsh, his clear blue eyes looking bright against the dim light. He placed his front paws in the murky water, wading over quietly to where he saw the apprentice. The tom creeped out, shaking his fur until the water droplets were nearly gone.

"Long time, Daisypaw." His meow was barely above a whisper, moving softly through the breeze. "What are you doing here without a mentor?"