I’m gonna be fearless

The Archer-Lyall’s tail halted in its wave for a moment, "Wait, which ones have the white face and the pink nose and go..." She scrunched up her face and did her best impression of an angry growling hissy opossum. She wondered if it was just her mother’s habit of leaving the starts and ends off words that had omitted the ‘O’ or if there was another creature that was similar, but different? If she had encountered the tamer of the two, she was even more excited to see what the fiercer one was. She was getting so excited about the prospect now that Sedna was practically dancing from foot to foot, "Do they live around here or would we have to see a trader?"

"speech".