"I will. Thank you!" His body drops low to the ground again as his ears swivel, listening. There's a subtle thump through the phragmites, the sound of a wet, soft body emerging from the lake. In a split second he's rushing for it, eye-blink fast, but as he pounces the frog senses him somehow and leaps too, back towards the water.
Galahad course-corrects wildly after it, with a tremendous splash. When the scuffle ends, the frog has escaped, and his beautiful white coat is covered with lake mud and the sludge green of decomposing plants. He scurried back on shore and begins licking himself.
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Date: 2024-10-06 11:26 am (UTC)Galahad course-corrects wildly after it, with a tremendous splash. When the scuffle ends, the frog has escaped, and his beautiful white coat is covered with lake mud and the sludge green of decomposing plants. He scurried back on shore and begins licking himself.