Tsaali's unexpected presence hardly disturbed the boy, so engrossed was he with his newfound prize. He wanted it to make the sound again. Despite having failed in his attempt to properly catch the thing, Nen'tah remained undeterred; as if to demonstrate in light of Tsaali's query, he slapped at it again, making quick contact as the toad let out another rattling waaaaaagggghhhhh and leapt out of reach once more.

It was the best thing he'd ever heard.

He should bring it back to Mother.

But it was so quick!

Little child thoughts strung themselves together, working through various solutions to this puzzle as his brow furrowed and he continued to study the warty creature. Maybe...

Nen'tah glanced toward his sibling as the cogs began to turn.

With a quick jerk of his head, trying to ensure the toad didn't look away from him, he motioned for Tsaali to move around behind it. This way Nen'tah could rush it, and it would (ideally) leap back into his brother's waiting jaws - then they would give it to Mother as a gift!

She would be delighted.