how the frostbite mangles

Sakana had known she wouldn't go south straight away. Whether Halo had given her up or he just knew her well enough to know she would do all within her power to extend her leave from the pack, to be free from her mother's influence. So when he had asked if she happened to be near the falls and stumbled across some valerian would she mind.... After all, it's addition to her mother's tea was one of the few things keeping the bitch level and if anyone knew how much it was needed, it was her.

As she continued her search down closer to the waters edge, she began to hum, the sound soon replaced with words as she went about her work, oblivious to the looming shadow that clearly did not appreciate her racket. “Sailors round their candles, share their bitter thrall... Gotcha!” She bounded forward to the familiar shaped leaves. There were no flowers this time of year but it was the root she was after and based on the height of the plant, it should serve well enough. She could even send it home with her lapwing and save herself the trip, it wouldn't be a heavy burden. She set to scraping the soil aside, continuing to hum to herself as she went about her work, bottles clinking as her back end bobbed along with her tune.

“Speech”