Talk:The Marsh/@comment-5342796-20130613184615/@comment-5342796-20130613185134

She tensed up, sniffing the air. Over the heavy smell of the marsh, she couldn't really distinguish another scent. But she caught a blur of silver fur, and gasped. "You're right! What should we do?"

The silver cat huddled in the grass, not sure who those two strange cats in the distance were.