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Originally Posted by Broken Madness
A black and brown Maine coon with eyes as bright as the forest around them sees him, her eyes watch her carefully before she begins to climb up the tree with ease and soon, she sits right by him looking at the graves as well as her tail touches his shoulder in comfort “ it’s hard isn’t it?” She asks in a calm voice |
Yeah it's hard thats my whole family I'm the only one left i always sit a vigil for them and if it's one of their birthdays I set flowers and their favorite prey on top of their graves it's something I've always done and will do until the day I die *he says getting a little choked up*