phoenix in the ashes

She was holding the frog delicately in her mouth, but when her mother mentioned eating it for dinner she almost choked! As it was, it was strange and slimy, and squirming on her tongue. She pulled a face at her mother, and spat the frog out between them. “Dinner? Is that what it is?’ she asked her mother, scrunching up her nose and examining the creature before them. It croaked but didn’t try to hop away. It looked too startled to do anything.

“You were looking for me, mumma?” she asked, lifting her eyes from the frog and back to her mother again. Her bright eyes grinning up at the taller wolf.


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