woke up to another mess in your living room

Self preservation is a river in Egypt, or whatever they said. Hen wasn't interested in either one, instead, giving a wag of her tail as she ambled toward Cricket. Dad had never worried too much about them getting banged up as kids, and they'd turned out good enough. Playful grin stretched over Hen's face, even if she felt a little bad about all the extra work she'd made her friend too.

"Think of all the practice you'd miss out on if I didn't!" She calls back, picking up a light jog for a few steps before the impact causes her to flinch. "I'll even try to be a good patient this time." Tilting her head down as she looked to Cricket, trying not to grimace too much. Okay ow, maybe this was a bit worse than usual.

"Speech"