Sunbeam Lair the cat man of aleppo

Her mothers praise worked like a flame to a candle. Shiori lit up, her tail wagging so hard that her entire lower half wiggled with it. Luh-eef! Luh-eef! she shrilled, grinning broadly. Luh-eef! She looked back to the leaf, which was darkened where her little teeth had gnawed but not broken through. The taste was still fresh on her tongue, and she was considering giving it another good nibble.

The next word her mother gave her was far more difficult. It was full of hard consanants and sounds that she could convince her mouth to make. Yet Shiori struggled gamely onward, working the sound around in her mind before attempting to replicate it herself. Day-o, she managed, the closest approximation she could manage with her clumsy speech. The little dragon looked to her mother questioningly. Day-o?