I push through the bushes and go deeper. The area is quietly quiet. I can't even hear the birdsong. The smell of grass, trees and earth. Terrible sweat. The bush breaks like a surprise, and a small swamp appears in front of me. Slurp slurp I wonder what? Strange sound. Drinking water on the other side of the swamp, a wildcat. She suddenly looks up and looks at me. Eyes match. The vertically long eyes. Immediately, the wildcat looks away, and starts drinking again. Slurp slurp Her little tongue creates ripples on the surface of the water. It extends to this side of the swamp. The ripples do not end on the shore. So my feet sink into the soft ground.
