Talk:The Marsh/@comment-4312567-20131121070454

The two white toms continued padding onwards, one lying exhaustedly on top of the other, as they padded swiftly onward. Izaya stared after them, then smiled to himself. Sitting down on a dry patch, he let Mistkit and Seakit drop to the ground beside him, and grinned to them.

"Soo~ What do you think we should do, now that you're finally on that expedition across NightClan territory, Seakit?"

Seakit furrowed his brow, thinking.