silence is golden unless you have a toddler

The pitch of the distant barking changed, less 'noise for the sake of noise', and more, there was something worth barking at. Brows drew down as she scanned the Moor eyes falling on a familiar mottled form. Her tail waved at her back, the lengthened fur dragging through the heather as she barked a greeting of her own, moving to close the distance between them.

Not much time had passed since the leaders meeting, but a lot had changed. She lowered her head to ease her breathing, Man was she out of shape, but childbirth would do that to you. "Tori, to what do I owe the pleasure?" There was a brightness to her tone, projected across the distance between them. She was still more waddle than walk at this point.

"speech"