On their third day away from the pond, the frog began to miss his home. He had never been so far away before and could hardly believe that their journey had finally come. “Alligator, do you know how far it is to the island?” The frog asked.

“No, but in my youth, I knew a young bird who would sometimes visit our pond. If my memory serves me, we should be heading in the direction of their roost. I believe they will be able to guide us further.” He answered.

“What makes this bird so special compared to the ones who currently visit?” Frog asked further.

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“If they have grown to the size of their parents, who I once glimpsed from afar, then they will be the largest bird you have ever set your eyes on. Should they be willing to help, they are likely even large enough to transport us to our destination.” The alligator swished his tail as he spoke.

“Do you really think they will help us?” The frog was full of questions today. It kept his mind occupied away from the strangeness of the wider world.

“Considering how much you remind me of him, yes, I do.”