Must be walking in circles

Deluge's face would be unreadable as Scald spilled the latest batch of raider drama out at her feet. She scoffed, rolling her eyes finally and allowing her brows to draw together indignantly. “Th' fuck is any o' that our problem?” She finally questioned. Sounded like shit was falling down around their ears and it was no less than they deserved by her approximation. Their litter had been foisted out to practically raise themselves and now the youngest kids were actually being raised. Deluge had caught the sharp side of her mother's tongue more often than her siblings had, that Modesty thought she could summon Deluge back like any other subordinate had the hackles rising over her back. She was so close to freedom she could taste it.

“Seriously Scald, th' fuck am I meant ter do about it other'n add flames? She was on fire I wouldn' piss on 'er ter put it out. Why us? What's in it fer us?” Deluge needed incentive.

“Speech”