Sharpen Your Blade

The girl had no idea what was going on, only that her sister had strayed away from her. She could only figure that Mneme was answering the call of their aunt. She was too little to understand what the howl was for but the young child knew that it was important. But what the girl did know was that she desperately needed to be close to her siblings even more than before. Or just a family member in general. When she had woken from her dosing to find herself alone she was in a near panicked state. The loss of her mother had turned Philotes into a desperately clingy child... especially to her mudball of a sister who seemed to tolerate her company a bit better than their brother.

Philly would come tumbling into the meeting, nearly crashing into Mnemosyne as she arrived. Mind wasn't even focused on Phoebe or any of the others there. She would press up to Mneme's side, wincing some at her coat getting dirty. But she needed contact. She would give a soft whine, almost pitiful. "You left me..."

"Speech"
'thoughts'