paying another visit [closed]

Elsa walked down the familiar path, ignoring the many tempting prey smells that flooded the air. She wanted to go back to the place across the Thunderpath. She recently learned that they were called clan cats, and not all of them want her killed. Daisybloom had taught her that. Maybe she could happen upon another cat like her? It was unlikely, but there was at least a chance. The loner approached the Thunderpath, feeling for the rumble of cars before dashing across. She didn't mind the Thunderpath that much anymore, but gee did it stink.

She stepped onto -well, more like into- the ground on the other side, cringing at the way the mud felt between her paws. Despite how much she hated the feeling, she trudged on, ignoring it the best she could. It wasn't long until she found dry-ish land. She stepped onto it, shaking the mud off of her legs. She looked around. She'd never been to this part of the marsh before. Suddenly, a familiar scent hit her nose. She'd smelled it all throughout the marsh but this scent was stronger, and nearby. 'a cat?' She walked toward the scent, finding a small grey tom. "Oh- hello! I'm Elsa!"