Talk:The Marsh/@comment-8754209-20130917081748/@comment-4312567-20130917083533

"...Oh." Icepaw thought for a while, then mused, "Maybe the style isn't right for you? I mean, sure, Russia's trying to teach me his style, but I'm better with the style that Noru taught me, like, for surprise attacks I can go like--"

Suddenly, he darted over to where Gingerpaw was flopped over, and, hitting him with his paws on each cheek, slid underneath the apprentice and kicked him in the chest with strong hind legs, driving the breath out of Gingerpaw's lungs as he was kicked away.

Icepaw neatly got back onto his paws, and blinked voluminously at Gingerpaw.

"See?"