The lessons haven't started yet, and Ranno has already taken off his shoes completely.
Wrastor, in the shadow of the giant frog, enveloped in the unbearable heat of summer and the aroma of warm, steaming soles, thinks about how to get out of this situation.
He decides to crawl away secretly and quietly.
When he almost reached one of the table legs, Ranno's wet foot pushed him back to the center, completely drenching his feathered dress in sweat.
As he does so, the poison dart frog presses his heel down on the bird's legs, holding him to the ground.
Wrastor is now lying on the ground with a hot blue wall in front of him. He can only watch as the sweat from Ranno's foot runs onto and between his legs.
Hoping that the frog does not put his foot on him.
Wrastor has to admit, this view of his rival impresses him a little.
Ranno, on the other hand, is already flexing his second foot in preparation for a juicy bird sandwich, unaware of Wrastor's evolving thoughts...

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Characters:
Ranno and Wrastor from ©Lovers of Aether