Wapun Meadow it isn't about the stuff

Brou stuck her pink tongue out at the other kid before turning her head back in the direction she was trotting. Her feet skidded a little at the next little dip in the terrain in the process, but Brouhaha paid them little mind. So long as they didn't seem about to send her spilling into a puddle of her own pee like this poor fool, right? This kid did seem kinda... flat, though. Like, why wasn't he taunting her back? She peeked curiously over her shoulder at him for a sec as her paws scattered some unwary pebbles before her. How come he rarely ever seemed to smile, even when she was obviously joking? Sheesh, what a weirdo. But whatever, he was definitely a change from the usual and for right now, at least, Brou was having fun. Even if somewhere in the back corner of her mind she privately wondered if he was. Sheesh, and she'd bet he didn't even have an Arbiter of his own watching every move—dumb kid just didn't know how lucky he was there, did he.

Okay then, Prodigious Charles-from-the-Stone-Circle, replied Brou readily, and rather grandiosely. I'm Brouhaha, Princess of the High Fields of Noctisardor Bypass. But you can call me 'Brou.' She flashed him a grin, and then turned to watch her feet for a change as she hopped impulsively over one smallish rock, and then up onto another, rather bigger flat-topped boulder. Yeah, I'm from Legion, she said, though for once her reply lacked quite the enthusiasm she had heretofore displayed. And I think the best water is over in...this direction! She veered off rather suddenly toward the right, keeping her ears perked expectantly forward for the sound of rushing waters ahead.