dinosaurs with guns

The nap was promising, she had just drifted off and was enjoying the peace of her quieted mind while her body recovered from her ceaseless wandering within the dark crypt. Of course, a resounding howl in her so far uninhabited hideaway changed that. Her head snapped up, a snarl pasted onto her features before her brain was even properly up to gear. It took a second for her sputtering head to recognize the timbre of the howl. Warped with maturity, but familiar nonetheless. Ullr? The pounding of ungainly paws upon the stone floor was like thunder in the enclosed space, but it just meant he was close. Her entire body seemed to tremble with glee. He had found her again! Within moments, her brother had pounced neatly upon her and began to lick and nibble at what was left of her ears. She growled playfully, rolling and wriggling until she had eased his bulk from her sufficiently enough. A glorious smile was worn upon her usually grim features. Ullr.. She returned the affection, licking at his cheeks and maw. Her brother had returned.
When the initial excitement was mostly over, she still had her brothers weight resting upon her shoulders. She nibbled at his cheek fur, languid with his presence. Maybe she did need someone after all. Letting out a comfortable sigh, she left her mismatched forelimbs to rest upon the cool stone floor. It was good to see Ullr, without a doubt. My, had he ever grown up. He looked strong, he looked older. Like he could take care of himself... Her glacier pigmented optics fixed upon his features, wondering how she could have let her little brother grow up without her there to witness it. How foolish of her. Look at this, he'd become a big strong man without her. She bumped her muzzle against his cheek affectionately, a playful nuzzle. She felt like she had aged eons, and her brother was just becoming a man. How strange it was. "I've missed you." Her lyrics were hoarse as always, disuse making her voice come out tinged with rust.
Her obsidian banner twitched amiably, her mood having changed in the span of a few moments. Ullr did that. She loved her brother dearly, and was suddenly very sorry she'd left him behind. How had he fared, all by himself? Had the boy made friends? Maybe found love? She couldn't possibly know, having been locked away in a sullen exile made by her own damaged pride. Hadn't this been her goal all along? Take care of Ullr until he could do so on his own? She had succeeded in her only mission in life, but the problem was this. What was she to do now? Her gaze lost is distant glint, as she focused on his features again. He was very handsome now, and would no doubt be breaking hearts soon enough. He must have many tales to tell, and she could not wait to hear what the boy had been up to in her absence.

Trouble, no doubt.

"Speech"