It was a nice chilly day, the sun hadn't dipped into night yet but the doe could feel a breeze that hinted to a cool evening. Watchful Night followed her faithfully and gracefully while her new pet companion was -- very much less so.
The frog bounced up and down towards the two, straying from their path often but always coming back by Eve's side, she was amused by the animal, though not as reliable as Night, Shoot had found some interesting things on their walk.
"Legs that flip, somersaults, makes a nasty dip; head is spinning, cheeks are blushing, blood is pumping!" She made a short little rhyme, watching him go up and down as they walked. After she had chanted her little poem for a while the jumping stopped, she turned with a tilt of her head in confision.
"Where are you?" She said softly, looking around with Watchful Night by her side, nosing the bushes in confusion. And finally after some time passed she found him staring at some decayed bones. "Oh this is wonderful! Good job." The doe smiled at the little frog, her hooves trying to unearth the dusty remains.
FrostyPeaches
You still up for this? ;; sorry im so slow /sob
