Talk:The Marsh/@comment-5324136-20121111011132/@comment-5324136-20121111212441

Shadowwind sighed, staring out over the bleak marsh. "Windpaw was... spirited. She always had a retort ready, which got her in trouble more times then I can count. There were few things she loved more then running. But... in the end, that's what killed her. She ran right into an ambush, set up by rogues. I was behind her, but... by the time I got help, she was gone."

She paused, then fixed the two apprentices with an unwavering gaze. "Which is why I will never trust rogues again. They are evil cats, and don't deserve to live."