mudpuppy masterpiece

Ivy found himself far more busy than his twin brother. He needed to be doing things, and doing things basically all the time. If he was idle for too long, the small boy feared he might chew his own leg off from the sheer boredom of it all. Boredom, you see, was the enemy. He needed to do. Always do. Always go. At least they'd finally left Fireside, and they weren't chained to one place anymore. Still... something was off. Would mom be able to find them when she came back? Would she know how to track them down? She was smart. She'd be able to find them again, Ivy was sure of it.

The boy was far too awake for rest, and he grumbled softly to himself as he looked for something to do. Trouble to get in, probably. Trouble, or something else... at least something fun. Fleetingly, he thought of finding Lotus and waking him up, but maybe it was better to let sleeping dogs lie. He leaped and bounced over the soft ground near the banks of the river, eyes bright. It was that bright gaze that caught... what? "Lore, whatcha doing?" She was doing something with the sticky ickiness from the bottom of the river. And poking at it? Why though? Ivy was too intrigued to stay away. Carefully, he trotted closer to his sister, coming to poke the lump with his nose as well.

"Speech"