Frog Society

This was an exercise we did in class where we broke into groups and wrote a six sentence story. Enjoy!

Sven leapt off the lily pad bus, full of excitement as he hadn't seen his old friend Billy since they were tadpoles. All around him the loud croaking of large frogs jumping down the street overwhelmed his ears as the smells of fresh roasted flies assaulted his nose. Back where Sven was from, tree stumps with fences of tall grass would line the streets but here, towering trees with hundreds of rooms touched the skies. As he sat there in the middle of the street, eyes spinning left and right to take in all the new scenery, he continuously looked around, noticing all the frogs hopping rapidly, jostling him as they passed. His path was unclear, each turn yielding a loud croak as he almost bumps into another frog going about their daily business at a fast pace. He felt himself deflate in relief as one of the croaks sounded familiar, spinning around, the sight of his long lost friend brought comfort within this storm known as Lotus City.