I'M BARELY BREATHING // mural

[SirDio]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Family. While Medusa had never truly experienced such a wonderful thing before Palmclan, you'd be surprised at how Medusa viewed herself within the group of cats and dogs she found herself with. A distant friend more than ever, even if her friends would say otherwise. They were so close-knit, so it was a bit surprising for her to see the mural that Foam had made as she stepped into camp to give a scraggly vole to the pile. Skin was already sagging a small bit around her midsection from where she hadn't eaten all that much. Words caught in her throat for a moment, but she walked over anyway. Focusing on everyone on the mural but herself, she smiled. [color=#0C7805]"Such talent! It looks amazing, Foamkit." As she continued to admire all the parts of the art that she loved (everyone but herself in the mural, like she wasn't even in it, to begin with), she sat down, looking at Vaas and Foam with a sense of pride for the little kitten. It was pretty hard to hide the tiredness and loss in her voice, but hopefully, her words felt as genuine as she meant them to be.

[color=#0C7805]"Speech"