It was a beautiful night. Gentle breeze, warm weather, and of course, the stars were out. Acrow had always loved the stars, especially since she was a little girl. She found comfort in them. Her mother always told her, "Whenever I'm not with you, look to the stars, I'll /always/ be there to look after you." After her passing, due to hunters, she went out to stargaze. No matter what. If it were unbearably hot, she'd be out there. If it were raining, she'd be out there. A shooting star passed by quickly, catching her off guard before another one passed, right behind it. A soft, content smile came to her lips as she let out a soft laugh. "I'll always be your little girl, mama... We'll reunite soon. I just know it."
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