dancing in the pale moonlight

This lady seemed ok. She wasn’t trying to stop him from having fun, and she wasn’t trying to get away from their mud fight either. When she mentioned the muddsies though, he rolled back to his stomach, legs spread out sphynx-like beneath him. His ears turned back and his brows furrowed over light blue eyes. "What’sa muddsies?" He asked, throwing a concerned look to Arvid who was likewise frozen on his belly, before suddenly pushing up onto spindly legs and suddenly finding himself very engrossed in some fresh grass that was outside of their mud pit. Why, he was even dragging his body through that grass to get the mud off his hide. The boy felt utterly betrayed, it had to be made up right?

"speech".