King Elk Forest a journey (a dream of flight)

The over large male walked toward home as the sun sunk below the horizon with a several fat frogs dangling from his maw, his belly full of the semi aquatic creatures. The frogs were alive but dangling limply accepting their fate calmly so far, that or perhaps they were just traumatized. This time he was hoping to bring a meal for his wife somehow he always found himself interrupted.

He almost passed right by a stranger and he really should if he planned on making it home before full dark but he just couldn't so he slowed to a stop and nodded a hello grinning around his prizes.