true mouthpiece [mtg]

Despoina had been peacefully resting next to her mother and sister, eyes shut and a small snore to her until she felt her mother’s nuzzle. Drowsily she rose, yawning as she looked to them both. “Where are we going?” The soft alto voice ran through the air with a crisp and gay sound to it. Before the question was answered, her mother and Hera both began to walk. Curiously the young lass would follow her mother, walking beside her sister with their fur softly brushing against each other. She was so lucky to have an awesome sister. Perhaps later they’d have to go and play or gossip or do something together like sisters did.

Desp arrived at the scene with a wide smile and she remained unaware of what the meeting was about. She spoke once more, the voice filled with a cheerful greeting. “Hello Auntie, I hope you’ve had a good day so far.” The girl sometimes was overly nice, but it was her nature. Desponia had too noticed the sense of bothering that surrounded her mother but she supposed it was just stress or something for grown-ups. She couldn’t comprehend that the meeting was going to give grave or bad news ahead of time. The Pantheon youth simply set next to her sister, eager for everyone else’s arrival.