what's the rock cooking?

Having someone to hang out with that wasn't one of your siblings was just so much better, though Hazel would admit that her own siblings were probably way more annoying than Bas's. That, and if anyone got scraped or banged up when they were playing, no one would run to tattle to mom. Or dad. They'd be able to keep laughing through it all, and that was really the best anyone could ask for. Really, the soreness that was starting to settle into her muscles as the adrenaline wore off was something that was so incredibly welcome to the girl. She had fun.

And he was hungry too. That was good-- they could handle that together. Wait-- damn! Hazel took off, tail wagging at her haunches. "No fair, you got a head start!" The red girl pushed forward, mouthing playfully at Bas's tail as she caught up. "Where are we going?" Still, she couldn't control her Very Serious Case Of The Giggles™ as she chased after him. This really couldn't be fair, he had longer legs and everything! Still, her frustration was all in good fun, following close to his hip so she didn't get lost as they ran.
"Speech"