Talk:The Marsh/@comment-5342796-20130709182126/@comment-5342796-20130709185030

Sympathetically, Daisypaw patted her friend with a paw. Then her ears pricked. "Speaking of idiots..." she muttered.

Lionpaw was on the edge of that marsh, whooping and yelling as he chased a frog around.

"He's scaring off all the prey," Daisypaw said, then sighed as the ginger tom glanced up and spotted them.