Around the first bend (Whirlpool Gorge), the frogs screamed as they spun into a dizzying circle. Grundel simply walked through the bottom current, using his back legs to push off boulders like a squat, determined submarine.
The frogs laughed. The newts held their tiny sides. “You’ll sink!” they cried. toad torrent
But Grundel didn’t choose a lily pad or a twig raft. He waddled to the edge of the torrent, took a deep breath that made his throat pouch billow like a thundercloud, and simply… stepped in. Around the first bend (Whirlpool Gorge), the frogs
Grundel would just blink his gold-flecked eyes and mutter, “Speed is for mayflies. Heft is for heroes.” Around the first bend (Whirlpool Gorge)
“How?” whispered a bedraggled frog.