It's never the same

"Tomorrow?" She asked wagging her tail, looking up at him like a girl who was promised a kitten for her birthday. She didn't flinch at his cuff this time, just gently obeyed to remain seated.
"You hear that Ida?" She said aside to the possum, settling between her arm  to also keep her stationary. She sleepily rubbed her eyes at Iggy and circled into a nestled position.

When he responded with the wholly unimaginative statement of finding rock in a cave Ignita scrunched her face up at him.
"Well of course rock! But what kind? Pools of water, those big pillars of toothy things that went from the floor and ceiling? Pretty sparkling rocks? Metals? The possibilities are endless!" She exclaimed, her face was animated and she moved one of her arms to emphasize as she spoke, holding Idalia with the other.

"Speech"