The small kitten slowly wandered away, his corner forgotten, and his robe discarded. All he had now was the small pendant that hung around his neck, and within it a picture was. That picture was from the only one that he had ever loved with all his heart, and still he mourned for her, even though her passing had been over a year ago.... within his heart he still hoped that she would return, but he knew that his chances where slim at best. For even magic could not trifle with death, since death was that that took all, and gave naught.
He sighed as he looked back, his eyes downcast and his paws hanging limply at his sides. The look of sorrow in his eyes was evident, and he did not seem to hide it in the least. With a wave he spoke, his shrill voice high and sad. "As none cares.... I will leave then.... have fun ya'll... and call for me when you need me. I wish you the best that time can grant..." He turned around and started to walk away, his eyes looking at the floor and a pitifull crying sound coming from his direction...