Frogspawn Swamp The Stars Are A Mired Swamp

Chestnut didn’t want to take the meal and Cassian wasn’t one to waste food. So, with a simple upwards thrust, the crawfish went flying in the air and into the open maw of the wolf before being chomped on and disintegrated to bits and pieces. While he chewed, Cassian listened attentively. She had other ways of seeing? Did that mean that Chestnut had more than one pair of eyes? No, that wasn’t possible! Cassian had given her a thorough glance over already. Unless…

Oh god, unless they were under her FUR?!

Suddenly, Cassian’s appetite was gone.

“Traded them for something…better? If I traded my eyes, I don’t know if I’d get anything special like that for them. They’re just regular eyes, you know? Um, Chestnut, does that mean…”

His stomach coiled and churned just thinking about it again. But, he had to ask. Cassian’s curiosity was simply too explosive of a thing to be left alone to fester!

“Does that mean that you have eyes under your fur? I’m not one to judge but, if you do, that’s gross and super duper cool at the same time!!! Would you show me your extra eyes? Ooo, please!? That’d be super cool of a story to have! Please, please, pleaseeeeeeeeeeee?!