Mother, I Have Questions!

Modesty was still shaky on her feet from whatever Sakana had given her. Her head felt full of cotton wool and her chest felt heavy with her broken heart fluid. She wasn't even sure how she had gotten back to the island when she had been so close to Ashen. The next time she saw that little shit she was going to rip off his fucking tail.

But she was pulled from her brooding on the sunny beach by one of her youngest brood calling for her. It wasn't a panicked sound but she did her best to haul up her thin frame and move in the direction as best she could, only stopping once to hack green tinged mucus into the underbrush. She was out of breath and her heavy breathing caused another fit of coughing as she drew closer, pulling up short and turing her muzzle towards her flank to try and spare her daughter the worst of it. “Siduri,” She finally managed with a smile, flopping rather unceremoniously on the sand near her daughter. “What is it dearest?”

“Speech.”