The black Cat waited in the dewy meadow with the cold grey morning light filtering through the tress hoping Sin wold return today. He was tow weeks longer than he should. If he did not return today, Cat would seek help from Marsh. That is if she would be any help to them. Cat told Sin to let him go as well, but he thought it would be too dangerous. Maybe next time he would listen to some advice instead of running to fix things. If there was a next time.
Just another idea. Things have been a little wild for me lately. Which is why I have not posted in a while. Keep checking back because I am feeling myself again.
Until we next meet,