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Leta marched around the whelping den, tail waving. Flooower, she announced to a flower. Flower is purdy, she told it, tail waving. Leta was always told to be nice, not that she truly needed telling. It was only when she romped with her brothers that she was advised such, and when she was using too much teeth (accidentally). Leta would never willingly hurt a creature, and went through great pains to not do so. 

Hiiiiii ROCK!!! She was no master of tone or inflection yet, but that would come in time. But this rock moved forward in one leap, and, quite alarmed, Leta reeled backward with a startled AHH!!! THAT NOT ROCK??