Felltree Marsh tin;beetroot;carrot;ebony;fruit;copper;silk;

he didn't know what she was saying, but he did understand the motion of her paws, the terrible sound they made against the mud. heh, he giggled shortly, the sound dry but sincere. ehhh. he shook his own forepaw, trying to get the sticky off. it bothered him very intensely, all of a sudden, and he missed everything else she had to say in his frustrated concentration.

finally, he became aware of her looking at him in question, and put down his paw, turning his gaze toward the woman again. mum, he said, latching onto a word he thought he heard her say. that was what lil-ee called herself, was mum. this definitely wasn't mum, though, nor any of the rest of his family. was there more than one mum?

uhhh, cam trailed off, eyes exploring the swamp once more. uh? he queried, glancing at the stranger. his mouth moved slowly, silently. he couldn't stop thinking about how disgusting the ground felt.