lemme know I'm still alive

No mercy from either pup. Who needed mercy when you're as ferocious as they come? Well... at least Hazel did her best to be ferocious. Uncoordinated as the pair were, they got the job done. Sure, it wasn't the most efficient assault, but who needed efficiency. It was effective and that's what mattered. One of the coyotes managed to throw Hazel as it made off, and the red pup grumbled as she dragged herself back to her feet. She righted herself in time to see the stranger stick up-- were those spines? As the last of the coyotes scattered and the girl shook the dust from her coat, she took a moment to look at the boy. He was smaller, and he had weird teeth. Still, the thing that weighed the most on her mind was what he'd done to that last coyote. "What the hell is on your back?" Hazel couldn't help herself. The edge in her tone wasn't rude, no. Instead it was extreme curiosity. Was he part porcupine or something? Sounded whack to her.

"Speech"