Ujana looked up to her mother with wide eyes as she came back to the house. Her mother was like some sort of frog whisperer! How did she get them to follow her like that? She folded her arms, only to raise one again to cover a loud, grunting yawn.

"Okay, mama...." She said, curling up beside Pahana again. "And maybe, just maaaaybeee, you can teach me how to dance like that. You know... Just in case those dumb frogs come back when you're not here and I can't get the frying pan out of the wall."