The creature let the rock go out into the pond to float on the surface. It leaned back against a tree and let out a groan. Then it did nothing.
It did nothing for the rest of the day except pull things out of the log it carried and eat them. Why didn't it eat the flies buzzing in clouds around its head? Occasionally it threw away a dead frog and attached a live one in its place before throwing the thing back out into the pond.
The sun touched the trees when the red and white rock disappeared. The creature shouted and pushed itself onto its feet and began pulling on the branch, which now bent like a reed in a windstorm. At the other end of the line was the deadly swirl of the Leviathan. It had eaten the frog and was now fastened to the branch the creature held by the thinnest of vines.
In this battle of giants, Leaper hoped the strange creature would win and go back to wherever it came from.