Sun Mote Copse It isn't just one of your holiday games;

Hi!
It was a cheerful voice that floated up from the stretch of greening lawn outside Niamh's den. That voice belonged to Alyx, who presently was prancing a small circle around an ordinary grey rock. It looked like it was dented or broken on one side and there was a brown smudge where it once was dragged through some dirt, but otherwise, there was nothing special about the rock.
Except that in Alyx's vivid imagination, it had large brown eyes and a friendly smile. It couldn't move because it was stuck in the tall grass. Tall grass was no match for a growing wolf pup like her, but it was terribly bothersome for a rock. She'd already decided, with no input or confirmation from the rock, that his name was Harvey and he had seventeen siblings. They were travelling, which is why they weren't here with him.
HI! Alyx insisted, a bit louder, as she bowed in the grass and swiped her tail back and forth in the air. The trouble with Harvey was that he was a rock and therefore could not speak, but that didn't stop Alyx from expecting him to. When he still didn't comply, she crushed her brows together indignantly, sucked in the deepest breath she'd ever taken, and screamed, HI HI HI!