I have often wondered what it would be like if I too was a frog. This has led me to design what I am calling a "Frogsona". This is a portmanteau of "Frog" and "Persona" because this is what I think I would look like if I were a frog.
This is my "Frogsona," Rob the Frog. He is very cool and probably the most powerful frog ever. Please feel free to make your own "Frogsona." Together we can all imagine what it would be like to be a "Frog."
“Thats great to know and all but-“ Gladio pauses chewing on his noodles, “what does that have to do with you both being here?”
The younger crew and dogs watch the older men quietly as they settled around the campfire for dinner. The gentle glow of the haven keeping them safe under the ever watchful stars. Prompto the only one unbothered by the elders presence, as he coos over the chocobos the men had rented. The fire crackling merrily away.
They were surprised when they received a call from the Kingsglaive Captain who invited themselves along for their errand for the day.The extra manpower was entirely unexpected, with Noctis being concerned since both powerful commanders are not by Regis’ side.
“Yeah. What about my dad and Clarus?” Noctis points out the obvious, keeping his meat away from Umbra’s sneaky, grubby paws.
“For the next 24 hours Monica and Libertus will be watching them. If they can have the capacity to enable each other’s stupidity, then I am sure they will be fine.” The Marshal tells the prince gruffly, and does not bother to elaborate further.
“What?” Noctis narrows his eyes at them but it still gets him no where with no valid answers. Not even his questions to his dad’s texts asking his son if his Captain and Marshal are with him in multiple variations. The Lucian prince has no idea what was that about and does not want to know either really.
“In any case, thank you both for the help today.” Luna smiles kindly at the two men, patting a frog they have been hunting for awhile now. Umbra patters over to sniff at the amphibian and proceeds to give a doggy cough and stink eye.
“You’re very welcome, princess.”Nyx replies with a grin, offering some of his meat to Pryna who takes it happily. A satisfied Prompto finally plops on the ground between his dads and digs into his soggy noodles with an extra portion of meat from Cor and Nyx both.
Here under the stars, in the safety of a haven and around the camp in the light chatter of the younger ones, Nyx relaxes in the seat and lets his mind wander. There is peace for a moment until a strange realisation comes to him as the glaive watches the crackling and dancing flames.
It was a storm of fire that had razed the forests of Galahd and destroyed his home. In the raging fire, he had lost his mam and Selena as they fought against the machines that tore their land apart. Everything was lost, the embers ate greedily at all he had known since he was a child until they were no more. The cold ashes slowly dispersing into the endless darkness.
Yet it was in the dark where he had found a spark of warm light. The glow haunting but gentle as it guided him to a pair of father and son that welcome him into their home and hearts. Their family was little, but Nyx loves them with all his being. So much, it scares him sometimes how fiercely his heart burns for the two he have come to claim as his.
Drautos…or rather, Glauca, used to have a saying for his men going into battle. ‘For hearth and home’. Despite the fact that the damn bastard was a bloody traitor and a failure of a man, Nyx finds familiarity with it. His heart still holds onto his mam’s faithful words. Home is not a place, but its people you share your hearth with. Their fire shall be which guides your way in life. He will fight to protect, and keep the flames of their hearts alive. Even the little embers all around them. Gentle souls.
During the Fall, Nyx had willingly put himself up as sacrifice when he took on the power of the Lucii to protect his King and comrades. People that he have come to see as his own extended family. Regis, Clarus, Lunafreya, Libs, his kinsmen and fellow glaives, loyal and true.… In another time, Nyx is certain he would readily do it all again in a heartbeat.
However, for now, he is content as he watches the boys and the dogs tease the Chocobos much to his son’s dismay and the joy of the Oracle.
“A gil for your thoughts?” Cor asks softly in concern once he notices his partner being unusually quiet.
“No. Nothing. Just, random things.” Nyx replies calmly with a smile.
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Later, Noctis as usual, had dozed off against Ignis, who gently whisks the sleepy prince into the tent. While Luna herself had turned in for the night with her dogs in her own. Which leaves Ignis and Gladio to huddle and have their own idle conversations. Something they tend to do together more often after Prompto had joined their group.
“We should get Chocobo butt there into the tent or he’s going to be feeling it tomorrow.” Gladio hands the warm cup of Ebony to Ignis. Who thanks his friend for the thoughtfulness, sinking deeper into his chair.
“Do you seriously want to be the one to tell the Marshal and the Captain that you are going to deny their son in cuddling a Chocobo to sleep on such a lovely night?” Ignis then quirks a brow at his companion curiously.The Shield considers for a bit and shakes his head.
“No.” .
“That’s what I thought.” The advisor smirks, “besides, I think its fine. Just look at them.”
There by the flicking embers, Prompto slumps against a slumbering chocobo, the Marshal’s leather jacket covering him warmly. Cor and Nyx sits by the edge of the haven nearby, watching the constellations, pointing out the stars in quiet voices. The family all gathered closely together.
Until I saw this view I thought you had to go to the tropics to see any really pretty frogs. All the rest of the pictures I have of this species look some where between green and dark brown.
These frogs have heard about my Big Pile of Frogloons I keep in my house. They tell me they are the Moist Bandits and their jobs are Stealing From My House.
Every night they come to my window and ask nicely to come in and steal and I have to allow it because they are so polite. Please help me.
Asked their name said it was Sheldon Frog Jr.
They do NOT have a job so if anyone is hiring please reach out they gave me copies of their resume and I'd really like to help them out.