One bright afternoon, as Fredrick sat near a sparkling pond, gazing at his reflection in the water, a young girl wandered into the forest. Her name was Lily, and she had a curious and adventurous spirit. She was exploring the woods when she heard a soft voice calling from the edge of the pond.
“Hello!” Fredrick called out, startling Lily as she peered around to find the source of the voice.
Lily blinked in surprise and looked down at the pond, where Fredrick sat on a lily pad. “Did you just… talk?” she asked, amazed.
“Indeed, I did,” Fredrick replied, nodding his little head. “I’m Fredrick, the talking frog. What brings you to this fine pond?”
Lily was both curious and skeptical. “A talking frog? That’s unbelievable!”