Toad Torrent -

He didn’t float. He plodded —along the bottom of the torrent.

While the frogs spun out of control on the surface, smashing into rocks and spinning in eddies, Grundel’s heavy, warty body kept him anchored. His stubby toes gripped the slick stones. His wide mouth became a living sieve, filtering the current. The torrent tried to roll him, but a toad built like a mud-brick is not so easily tumbled. toad torrent

Grundel didn’t hesitate. He tucked his head, let gravity take him, and landed in the deep pool below with a sound like a dropped boulder. KER-PLOONK. The wave he created washed the remaining racers onto the muddy bank. He didn’t float