by rogan » Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:05 am
the orange tom sighed, the death of sakaria made rusty shiver at the thought of it. he lowered his head, pricking his ears at the sound of his name. he turned his head to see the fluffy blue fur flying in the air, then pinning him down. her cold nose touching his own made him purr, but then when she got of and asked the questions...his heart sank. “not fine, they are feeding me, I just choose not to eat...not after sakaria's death.” he meowed sadly, glancing at the collar peeping through the brown. he looked at the ground again, then at bluestar.