idle little paws

She shouldn't laugh, even if it was hard not to chuckle. The corners of her mouth twitched but she forced her words to be calm and collected. "Honk" Eden quacked back quietly, lowering her voice because she noticed a few shuffles behind her in the nursery. All she needed was her puppies to wake up and she'd be forced to go back. But was it a forced reaction or was it a wanting one? She wanted to speak to the boy, but she also wanted to curl up and sleep next to her children. Decisions.

"My name is Eden" she had no reason to believe the boy couldn't talk, even if a mild panic set in that he could be impaired. That flew away, knowing she had inspected the puppies before. His vocal cords hadn't developed properly yet, true, but she saw no damage from the birth. But would he speak to her - or would he just quack? "did you leave your duck friends back there?" she asked, tilting her head gently. She certainly smelt them on his coat. She hadn't heard of a puppy bonding with a 'wild animal' before they were yearling age though.

Strange, but also wonderful.