The woman had given her word to Artorias that she would be there for this, and so, knowing the Bonfire Festival was close, Meme had encouraged Skorgek to come with her and go to the Hallows. She prayed that Skorgek wouldn’t get nervous and leave the lands as they got there, but her desire to see everyone again encouraged her onward. On her back Memento carried something for the bonfire, a memento to be offered to those lost. Once at the plains, Memento continued to lead the way there, walking comfortably within the lands of the Hallows. These wolves were friends. Her family not by blood, but by bond. She would cross to the bonfire first, moving the memento made of wood, vine, and decorated with as many different colored flowers as she could find onto the bonfire’s set up.
She stared at it for a long moment, her ears falling back against her skull. Her mother… Cel… her sister… her uncle… her grandmother… She felt tears threaten to come and closed her eyes. No. No tears. That part of her life, a beautiful time in her life, had been in the care of the rainbow marked male and her mother. But how quickly it had all fallen apart. Regaining her composure Meme would turn from the bonfire to sit among the crowd, gaze searching for Skorgek as she hoped the smaller femme would have just been distracted by the food rather than having turned back.
"Speech"
Unless ICly stated otherwise assume Memento Mori's companions, Jacques and Rein, are not with her.
