Larksong Grotto Let me tell you about life

There was little response other than the little potato crawling away from her further, then starting to cry out. Laurel wasn't sure if it was saying yes or no, or if it was a coincidence that it was making any sound at all. She looked at Jhala as she swore, and instantly squealed: "OOOH! You said a bad word! You can't say that about Raas!" Laurel had been old enough to know a world without Raas, but she had come to live here fairly young and, when it came in handy to her, she didn't mind (ab)using Raas' presence. She went on to say, "I'm gonna tell Reek!"

And in response to the comment about the babies she huffed and said: "Well, babies're boring. They'd better play with me if they're gonna be allowed to stay." She frowned as she looked at the little babies, pouting for their lack of playfulness at such a young age. Hopefully it would improve as they got older, Laurel sourly thought to herself.

Her nose wrinkled when the scent of pee flooded her nostrils and with terror in her voice and eyes Laurel screamed, "EEEEEWWWWW!"