Frog Frenzy

*Mithras* · (This post was last modified: 02-22-2016, 10:39 AM by Mithras.)

Mithras was up to his gut in mud and muck. The brown, slimy stuff was fowl smelling and heavy but the brute pressed on. He was on a mission, dammit, and he would not stop until he had achieved his goal. This was a quest he would not fail!

He would catch a bullfrog.

The young hunter froze, having spotted a new target after losing the previous seventeen... It had been a long morning. It sat there amongst the cattails, puffing out it's large neck and looking for all the world like a slow, dull creature. "Kopile," he muttered under his breath, cursing in his native language. He had slipped out of the habit since coming to this new land, but found himself using it still in moments of great stress or frustration. This was both. He wasn't even hungry, but gods, was he stubborn. He creeped slower and slower through the shallows, convinced that eventually he would at the very least find a creature that was slow or stupid or genetically disadvantaged or something!

He lunged, but once again was too slow.

He threw his head back and cried out a string of enraged expletives, mostly centering around the frog's questionable parentage and the lewd things it's mate was likely doing while the frog himself was lazily sunning himself. In a huff he dunked himself completely under the surface of the pool and shimmied, trying to clean the muck from his coat before striding for the shore. The astral titan sat down roughly, shoulders slumping while he glared at the water's surface. Frog hunting was stupid anyways."Talk" "You" Think

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