You seem to be suffering from a lack of vitamin ME

Modesty’s head was a little fuzzy after the festivities of the night before. It had been a great time though! and the scent of wood smoke and alcohol still clung to her fur. The sun was so bright that she was relieved to enter the shaded confines of the swamp where she hoped her family would still be lingering. A shoulder bumped companionably against Gilgamesh’s as she used her nose to pick her way back to where the small family should have still been encamped. She’d only been gone for a few nights, surely they wouldn’t have gone far.

“They shouldn’t be too far away,” she told her new friend with a smile, and when Moo chattered in the branches overhead, she knew they weren’t far away now. “Mother?” There wasn’t an immediate answer, so she tried again. “Mum? Muuuum? Mummy!” still silence. “MAAAaaaaah?” Her grin was growing wider, her tail waving wider. She had never been so openly obnoxious to the woman that gave her life, ever. But this was important! “I made a friend!”

“Speech”