Sleepy Fox Hollow devil in me

She giggled lightly when he agreed with her, watching as it floated across the sky. No, not floating. Jumping. Hopping. She grinned at the word. “Hop! Hop!” She added excitedly before piecing together the word, though the multi-syllabic nature gargled in her mouth. It was at the very least an attempt at her father’s tongue. “Gespnguen!” She frowned when she realized it did not quite come out right.
 
She used that opportunity to look over at her father, her head turning which caused her limbs splayed in the air to lean slightly towards him as well. “Gesprungen?” She went through the word slowly, keeping her eyes on him to see if perhaps that had fixed it and she had gotten it correct.