It's about time!

She loved the use of 'we' it implied that he had accepted her presence in his life, she has waltzed in and claimed him and he had as good as said he accepted that claim.
"I know it is! And we are going to have so much fun exploring it." She agreed, rewarding him with another dazzling smile.

Of course, the moment she spoke of trouble he was quick to lose his charming curiosity.
"Oh, it's ok" she reassured him. "Voltage is the fun uncle. It's glacier you have to watch out for, my dad thinks anything fun is instantly going to kill you" she rolled her eyes dramatically to show Mortar what she thought of that.

"Voltage is there when you need him and he shows up sometimes to be the required parental figure so glacier doesn't get mad. He might tell us off, but you don't need to be afraid" she promised him.

Ray squeaked when a voice spoke behind them and she whirled around to come face to face with the very man she spoke of. Oops. She thought, would he be mad that she was talking about him behind his back? She also didn't want him to know she thought he always let her off easy - he might increase his punishments!

She tucked her ears to her skull and dipped her head,through she was afraid she had put her mouth in it this time! Her own words told voltage she didn't really think much of his scolding.

Naturally, she forgot to look reproached a second later when he spoke of getting a den ready.
"Babies?" She squeaked, she had never seen a newborn before!
"Uncle will I get to play with them? When will they get here?" She paused, titled her head, and her joy became more serious.
"Where do babies come from?" Another pause, this time well she wiggled and got comfortable after Volt had drawn her into his arms and decided she made a good pillow. She squirmed a little – she wasn't as keen for space invaders as most pups her age where. All the same, she didn't fight him – if being used as a pillow meant she would get into any further trouble then building a den.
"Oh! Voltage! This is mortar, he wanted to meet you. He's my new best friend. So he's mine. He doesn't need to get punished but he'll love to help us. Right?"she nudged the wolf she was speaking for, expecting him to agree and actually understand the torrent of words bursting out of her like a broken dam.
“its always story time Uncle” she told him seriously, squirming for another inch of personal space as she waited for him to tell a story.

"speech"