Re: Starry Meadow
Aspenstrike
Aspenstrike had gathered some flowers and padded to her beloved daughter's grave, gently laying them down. "Hey, sweetness. I.... it's been a moment. I brought you some flowers." Soft, calm breaths turned into quick breathing as she fought to keep the tears in. Why, Squirrelkit? Why did you leave camp that day? Guilt crashed over her like a tidal wave, and so, unable to speak anymore, she crouched by the grave, eyes fixed with laser-like passion on a single flower, afraid to move a single muscle for fear that it would send everything crumbling.
[quick post because rip squirrel]
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