Frogs croak, a fact that is believed to have risen concomitantly to their mental capacities. Yet ability does not dictate a commandment to do so. Nor must one incessantly croak for the sake of ostentatiousness. Despite this, society does not openly embrace an abeyance of croaking. Opportunities are to be jumped upon, space is to be utilized, voids are to be filled and silences are to be sonorously aborted.
Our hero has consciously worked towards finding comfort in the absence of external stimulation. She learned to delve into her own mind, sort out the stream of thoughts, reflect, analyze and grow, all within herself. She practices processing her experiences and developing her beliefs without vocalizing them to her surroundings.
Of course there are challenges. Even the most experienced frog, who has visited many puddles and found themselves in an abundance of diverse situations, can feel helpless. Innumerable proverbs across cultures address the fact that frogs cannot live on their own. We are tied to one another, with various degrees of intimacy.
What remains important is that frogs foster the ability to endure a temporary withholding of words. True silence does not exist; while external noise can cease, internal processes are indefinite. More often than not, these processes flourish when the mind is disengaged from external stimuli. Our hero posits that the inability to bask in internal thoughts indicates an un-ease with one's self. Frogs who persist with questions and pester with prattle cannot be entirely at peace with themselves. Feelings of suffocation notwithstanding, our hero is filled with pity towards frogs who cannot bear to be alone with themselves for even a moment.