I look down. My heart stopped as I recognized the tortoiseshell fur, dampened by the rain. "Harlow!" I shriek as I race towards her still frame, my heart skipping a beat as I run. "Harlow, wake up, please wake up!" I yowl as I nose her gently.
She's still, her breath shallow and hoarse, full of pain as she fights for her life alone. Suddenly her eyes open, waked by the touch of my nose. Her gaze is full of pain and the love she has for me. I can't tear my gaze away from hers, my heart deep in sorrow. As she opened her mouth, she coughed up blood as it tickled down the side of her face. I lean closer and hear her whisper over and over, painfu