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Fried Frog Legs



You're not feeling so well...

Úlfr

Hemlock
Stalker

Master Hunter (245)

Master Fighter (280)

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age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
772
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
253
player
lunarcat7

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07-24-2020, 07:38 PM


Úlfr's head tilted to the side as the woman tried to say something but it must not have come out right. He glanced back at his mom. Could this wolf speak? He looked back to her. Maybe she didn't know how to hunt frogs after all. "Don't worry, I'll show you! Watch this…"

Úlfr slipped into the brush and settled down to wait, his legs coiled tightly beneath him. Now that someone was watching him he started to feel a bit nervous. Ok, he had to do this right. He couldn't screw this up. Úlfr watched as a large bull frog surfaced from the muck. The minute it had Úlfr dove his head down. His jaws clasped tightly around the slimy creature and he lifted his head triumphantly, with his eyes clenched shut. He'd hit the water hard and got water up his nose and it burned!

Blinking slowly he padded farther inland and shook the water from his coat. He chewed a little on the frog to make sure it was good and dead before setting it at his feet. "You want to give it a try?"

"Speech"