Talk:The Marsh/@comment-5342796-20121230222637/@comment-4664331-20121230235745

Weatherpaw sniffed at the wet ground and found the scent of a frog, still fresh. He looked up to see the frog up ahead. He slowly creeps up on it and grabbed it, giving it a bite to the neck. Weatherpaw winced. He never liked the taste to frogs.

Eclipsepaw followed Adderpaw through the marshy ground. She looked around to see that they are far from the others. She was a little concerned.

She frowned. "Uh, Adderpaw... Where are we going?"