“Wait!” he yelled.
Marty started to run after her. He jumped and jumped from rock to earth, each jump had approximately 4 to 5 meters length. She didn’t jump that much but she was very agile and it seemed that she knew the forest very well too. They were going deeper and deeper. He went after her for quite some time. His webbed frog hands were quite good to soft his landings over pointy rocks, dirt and broken fallen branches. Finally she stopped on a rock some meters in front of him; Marty stopped to rest: with each deep breathe he inflated like a balloon and he did see her giggling at him. He was really tired, his skin wasn't dry because of the jungle's moist. His pits hair/algae were sweating a greenish gooey water.
There was clarity coming from a clearance, right in front of her. She hopped into it when he was ready he followed her and arrived at some kind of farm.
"What is this place" he croaked.
The frog girl jumped over a metal gate blocking the passage of vehicules. There was a road cutting the jungle that the frog girl started to make. Marty had no other actual choice, he shrugged it off and followed her again.