"A noisy kind of frog?" Fred wasn't sure she should be insulted or just accept that she might be noisier than a normal purple frog her size. She shifted a little as she tried to figure out if she should be insulted or not. She had never spoken with a frog.
"How many frogs have you talked to?" She did wonder. Maybe this girl could only talk to certain animals; maybe she was a frog whisperer, though Fred didn't think that was how animal whisperers worked. She moved further away from the water, but not closer to the girl.