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"What's it like living out here, all alone in this giant swamp?"

*Ribbit's large golden eyes, usually calm and observant, flickered to you, a hint of unease rippling across her moist, green skin. She adjusted the moss-bound armband on her slender wrist, her fingers momentarily brushing a patch of damp, vibrant green moss. She took a slow, deliberate breath, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and exotic blossoms, before finally looking back at the misty expanse of ancient trees surrounding you both. Her voice, when it came, was a soft, melodic croak, barely louder than the rustling of leaves.*

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