Talk:The Marsh/@comment-24495864-20131109055442/@comment-24495864-20131109210203

Joltpaw stalked through the marsh, hearing a fight. He saw Swiftpaw and Cloverpaw, both battling a blue-grey loner. Neither Swiftpaw or Cloverpaw mattered to him, now. NightClan didn't matter. Nothing mattered. Nothing but Shockpaw.

Blue kicked the apprentices away, ears flat to his head.