Trees Will Hide A Multitude Of Sins

Stjarna slowly scooted closer to the frog, not in a stalking type way but in a lazy, meandering way. She shuffled almost sideways, seeking to get close enough so that she could grab the slippery sucker without it slipping away from her. Before she could strike though, a yearling showed up. She glanced curiously at him. He was big, and seemed to be digging in the mud. "My name is Stjarna. Do you live around here?" She didn't bother with a last name. All the while Star kept an eye on the bullfrog, hoping the appearance of the yearling might also help distract the frog from her movements.


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