Do you wanna feel a little beautiful baby?

The giant girl had barely rested, but that wasn’t going to stop her trying to make up for lost time. Head slung low, looking more a wraith than a wolf, mismatched eyes were squinting into the darkness, darting wildly from side to side. A lip curled up defiantly, flashing white canines in the moonlight, a low growl announcing her presence and frustration to any within earshot. Daphne was too restless to sleep and so she found herself prowling between the gleaming carapaces of long dead machinery, the skin beneath her fur itching with a volatile need she couldn’t quite place a paw on.

"speech".