Talk:The Marsh/@comment-5342796-20140118023812

Daisypaw padded out onto the marsh, feeling the mud squelch underneath her paws. It'd been a rough, lonely day of not talking to anyone in NightClan--not to mention watching Irisheart and Jerry snuggle up to each other. Quite frankly, she just wanted to escape the stress of the Clan camp, and so, of course, she'd ventured back out here, where it was just her and the moor and the wind--and the bug-eyed toads that watched her from between clumps of marshgrass.