When the morning finally rolled around, the bright sun extended its long tendrils into the room and poked my eyes with UV rays. Xanthia, Catzi, Salita, Kiela, and Izi walked in shortly after I woke up, all beaming in support.
They’d left this decision up to me, which I didn’t love, but they did it out of a place of love and caring, giving me ample time to recover before I was responsible for the world crumbling before many of its citizens, and throwing my presence in Pangreana into unrest. I’d been the subject of a murder investigation until Yana had woken up, and I had also been the cause of a – for now - secret war. The last thing that I wanted was to be the source of further controversy.
Xanthia inched as close as possible, holding my hand with her fuzzy strong paw and licking the sid
