2009 - 2023
Akina the irontail. seeker of snacks and protector of ball. There is a void in my life without you. An emptiness that carries your shadow. I wait for the sound of you in the silence, but it never comes. The pain doesn't come from your quiet reply, but from the thought of letting you go. Save a catch for me in the great beyond, baby girl. I love you. rip.