Frogspawn Swamp Frog prince

"I am not sure," Wraen shrugged. She was not usually picky about her food and she had yet to encounter a meat source that was poisonous. But if this fellow was anything like lizards or frogs, then it should be fine. If not for the shell. She tapped it with her paw to test, how tough it was. Then - much to the turtle's annoyment, she turned it upside down to see, if it had a soft underbelly like most prey did. 

"Nope - rock solid," she said and flipped the fellow back on it's stomach. "It's a tad bit too big to comfortably pick it up," she told the boy, after she had attempted to wrap her jaws around the animal and failed to do so. The shape was all wrong. "But I think that, where there is one, there has to be another one. So you can bring Weejay here sometime and you can look for it together," she suggested.