Heron Lake Plateau you're an ancient ruin, a symbol of hubris and decay

a symphony of his own failure was what it sounded like.

the frogs grew louder once he had settled among the muck and reeds. this time he felt a little bit more certain about what to do. so when one was within his grasp, he made a move.

only to have a narrow miss. well, partial miss. veran had bit down too hard and was left with only a bit of frog leg in his mouth. but surely that meant the frog would not be able to escape so easy. if it had not been stunned entirely.

he stayed on it.

like a prowling panther, he was determined to pick off his prey.