It had been too long. A thick furred auburn tom-cat sat by the edge of the ocean, waves gently lapping at his paws. Poinsettia gazed over the rather desolate expanse of the sea in front of him. It had been dark for many moons. He hadn't gone out, and had definitely not eaten as much as he should have. He never had been a good hunter. And he had no cat to talk to, did he? He had thought he was making progress. A cat named Adder who he thought he had started to become friends with. But he hadn't seen Adder in a very long time now. Perhaps the other cat had died. Or had just forgotten about him. Maybe it was Setti's fault. He just hadn't tried hard enough. There were other cats he'd met once, but he'd seemingly scared them away. So here he was, sitting alone, no cat even to know of his existence. When he died, he'd be alone. He didn't want to die alone. With nobody to remember him. So he would try harder tomorrow. Maybe a swim would clear his head. Plot twist - it didn’t L
A final roleplay with Poinsettia. Whilst I wish I could've given him a better life, he will always have a place in my heart. Canonically, Poinsettia went for a swim and drowned, partly due to weakness from hunger. I can't wait to start a new chapter with Strawberrykit!
