leave a little sparkle

Despite the throbbing in her lip, she was easily distracted by Hattori’s paw patting the ground and inviting her back. His question bought an impish grin to her face, only made more comical by her rapidly swelling lip. “‘s makin’ it pretty,” Her speech had a habit of slipping between her mother’s and father’s tongue without her notice, and it wasn’t something she would be likely to gain proper control of for a good few months yet. She toddled back to her place at his tail and went back to separating the strands to get started on another small braid, maybe when she was bigger, she would figure out a way to make one long braid out of a whole tail? She imagined a braided tail would serve as a pretty reliable club in a fight, with all the fur bunched together and heavy. “I did it to Taters tail when it was wet and it got so curly! but it would look a lot better with wibbons. N’ it stop’s it from gettin’ knotty.”

“Speech”