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Today I decided to take my little frog buddy, Obsidian, with me into town. The mugginess from outside crept through my kelp door and into my cave. I began preparing for my trip by packing a vial of water and some trading gems into my satchel. Lately Obsidian seemed to follow me everywhere I went. I was worried the stone roads would be hot on his little flippers. Hmm. I looked through my stone shelving for some type of protective wear. I did not exactly have a lot of clothing to begin with.... In town clothing was optional so long as everything that needed to be covered was by fur or scales. A few of my University friends were very into clothing, but I always had a hard time stuffing my fur through the little holes. What could I put on this little frog's feet to keep them safe? Maybe he had heat resistant paw pads on the bottom of those flippers? I slowly crouched down gently lifted a froggy flipper. It certainly did not seem like there was any paw pads from what I could tell.

My search for heat resistant footware yielded nothing... Perhaps a potion or solution from the academy? I checked my display shelf... Nothing of use... I looked at the frog. He stared back blankly. Maybe I could find something on the road to town. Eitherway I had wasted enough time, and surely Obsidian would not walk on a surface that was too hot for him just to follow a fluffball he met no more than three sunrises ago.

I checked over my "To do in Town" list.
-Look for more bedding furs.
-Visit the Companion shop.
-restock food(Fish and Cheese).

Not a bad list...
Ready to go, I pulled open the hanging kelp hiding the entrance to my cave. I was hit with another wave of heat. It almost felt as though I was underwater it was so humid.... Despite the unpleasant heat, Obsidian hopped along after me. I smiled a bit. What a silly little frog.

The path to town was not a terribly difficult trail. It was just a beaten grass path that gradually turned to dirt and stone. The vegetation that surrounded the path for the first half of the journey was quite dense. I made sure to stop at my favorite landmarks on the way to take little breaks for both me and Obsidian. The first place I liked to stop was a little grove of giant flowers and sprouting trees. The air was always sweet and it made me feel inspired. Sometimes I came here to reflect. I laid down into a particularly soft looking patch of pink flowers and let my senses absorb my surroundings. So peaceful... so quiet here...

"BLERUP!"
I opened my eyes and scrambled. Obsidian sat directly in front of me puffing out his chest furiously. His eyes were still so blank... What did he want?

"Uhm....What?" I muttered to the frog. He didn't really respond... He just continued huffing. How was I going to break this odd language barrier. He made it very clear he wanted something. Perhaps this was an important place for him to. Was his family here? Did he even have a family at all?
Questions raced through my head until Obsidian hopped passed me, opened his mouth, and lunged at a large flower. He closed his jaws...if you could call them that... and looked content. His mouth was so stuffed, several petals protruded outward. What was he doing? He hopped around, almost jovially.

I took a stray flower. I made sure to grab one that had already fallen off its stem. No use in destroying a live flower.... I examined it very carefully. The pink and white colors blended so subtly, it was difficult to tell all the shades apart. It's smell made me feel energized, and the texture was incredibly soft. Why would that frog enjoy eating this so much? Was he even eating it? I glanced over ....No it seemed he was just holding it in his mouth and hopping about. I brought the flower closer to my mouth. I slowly brought my blue tongue out to give it a lick. This was so stupid... I licked the flower. I felt a jolt travel down my body towards my tail. It started glowing again! Why? Before I had time to examine it, my tail light faded.
Was this magic? Or side effects from that potion I made? I waited and tried licking more petals. No use. My tail wouldn't glow.

I huffed and threw my arms up. We had spent enough time here. I still needed to make it to town before midday.

I was so flustered I walked past my usual basking spot and my favorite swimming stream. The calming sounds of nature were drowned out by my frustrated thoughts. There were a few beasts that supposedly had magic abilities. Big strong dragons to be exact. I was certainly not that. I had always admired dragons and dreamed I was one, but the dragons I read about were scaled with huge horns and majestic wings. All I had was layers and layers of fluff. When my fluff sheds for the spring, I guess there is a bit of scaling on my belly, but nothing as wondrous as a real dragon! I kicked dragged my toes through the dirt path. At least Obsidian was here to keep me company. He hopped along beside me as the road slowly turned to stone.

As I predicted, he seemed to be uncomfortable with the hot stones. I sighed and stooped over. He hopped in place, trying to get his feet off the stone. I slowly extended an art. Without hesitation he hopped onto my paw.

" How did you survive this long?" I mumbled as I lifted him upward. I used a second paw to secure him and lifted him up to my face.
"Aren't you scared?" I said, opening my mouth and showing my fangs. Obsidian gave no response. He just seemed glad to be off the rocks.

I let out a long breath and gently tucked Obsidian into my satchel. He barely fit and definitely made the contents slimy. I looked forward. Finally, emerging out of the swamp, I saw the large field the town settled in. A few cows eyed me as I walked closer to the town gates. Wow their horns were big.... Within just a few minutes I was greeted by the village guards as I entered the wooden gate....

H/15/M
-Webber

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