[she nods her agreement] I'll be careful. [she has a ready hand at the gun at her waist. after all, she's not about to forget all the hostile wildlife they encountered on their last excursion together]

[they barely begin to advance before the ground under her feet starts to make a squealching sound. it seems the marsh has begun. Linda's glad she's wearing boots] Ugh... [she picks up her pace a bit, not wanting to get stuck in the murky mud] I guess if the ground is like this the whole time, at least we might hear things coming.