MEMENTO VIVERE | RETURN?

[suvi.]

[align=center]— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —

Great deal of voices.  Lately, the petite vixen had taken to avoiding everyone.  Avoiding anywhere high population.  Numb.  Stuck on repeat.  Trying to accept a new reality that she didn't agree with at all.  Evȩr҉y̴one̛ ̨goes ͡a͟w̛ay.̶ ҉ E͟v̧ery͏o͠n̛e҉ le͏áv͞e̵s.

Stubborn.  Kiira struggled with letting go.  Accepting the obvious; nobody could do anything.  Obvious or not it wasn't fair.  Fair.  Simple as that.  Why did everyone have to go away?  'The last one remaining.'  Was that her destiny?  Was that the life Cynthia left her to when she split her soul in half?  I d̸͘͜o̧ǹ'̴t w̧̕a̛nt to b̶e̶͟͞ left́ alone.̡  Not̶̢ ̸aģ̴ain͏̕.  She didn't want to be a repetition.  An echo.

As a familiar voice registered among others, the petite vixen paused.  Her snow white paws flickered.  Gone for a moment.  "A-Arrow?" Truly?  Her mitch-matched hues blinked.  Confused.  Uncertain.  She died.  She died and Kiira hadn't been able to do anything it.  Maybe it was the Pitt's fault for taking her, but she hadn't put up much of a fight, now had she?

Her vision quickly became blurry.  Something wet on her cheeks.  "I-I-I'm sorry." I should've been here.  I could've t̢́͞r̴͞ièd. "I-I'm sorry."  P҉l͏eà̡̀s̢̛͡e̡͢ ҉͢do҉n'҉͡ţ́͜ go̸͘͢ ̛̀aw̛ay̷̕ ̴ag҉͝ai̵n̛͜.

✯ — suvi kiira ní faoláin. female. medic of tanglewood. beta of the typhoon. arctic fox.  ref. bio.