phoenix in the ashes

Kit was, luckily, nearby as her mother called out for her. She had discovered the wonder of frogs, not far from the palace entrance, and was self-learning the best ways to pounce them. First off, she huddled down in some bushes, letting the long green stalks bounce back up around her. Then she settled in to wait, until a frog came hopping by her.

As one did so, she leaped out, and, success! She grabbed it in her maw, its little legs flailing out the opening of her muzzle. She crinkled her nose and looked at her catch. The problem with Kit, was she got so lost in problem solving the first part, she sometimes forgot the why

When her mother called, she shrugged, and raised her head and tail. Trotting proudly into the palace and towards her mother. For once, the easily excited girl was quiet. She had to be, or she would lose her catch. She sat behind her mother, putting herself into a demure, ladylike pose as she waited for her mother to turn around and see the quiet little trouble maker.

"Speech"