Part Three - Marshal

 He walked and walked until finally he came to a little pond. Using his bucket that he’d made, he scooped up a good amount of water with some fish in it. All of a sudden, Rory heard a rustling in the bushes, so he carefully crouched down behind a log that was lying dead, on the floor. On the outside, he was fine (inside, his heart was pounding). After about 30 seconds - which felt more like 30 minutes - something jumped out of the bushes! It was somewhat like a house cat, but he wasn’t quite so sure...

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