Midsommar Festival | Prompt 1 | C120 Lithoriel by EverlastingStables, literature
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Midsommar Festival | Prompt 1 | C120 Lithoriel
Bouncing...bouncing everywhere! Lithoriel didn't even know where to start. All over the area was colorful frogs loafing and some hopping towards another spot. Their bodies flying up into the air, then plopping with a wet thud onto the grass. Some even landing in bunches of flowers. Getting completely covered by the foliage of them. Lithoriel grimaced openly. She wanted to help, but the sudden thought of having to touch slimy, wet frogs started to get her all squirmy. Her gaze meandered around the place. Seeing if she could find something to put them in and avoid touching them as much as possible. Close to the flowers was what looked to be a woven basket of sorts. Though there were bunches of pretty flowers inside of it. All laid in there nicely. Lithoriel took a moment to think. Surely it would be alright if she could use it right? She'd put it back when she no longer needed it. But what about the flowers? After another moment or two of thinking. She figured the best thing to do