I wished that everything could change, and time will not take my son away.
I wished that my son was still the same, and the angel in him will not fade away.
But his character is who he is, I could only blame myself for not being there for him.
He was helpless when the other kits teased. Because of their taunts he gradually become wicked.
But who can I blame? I was the one who brought him to this world. I can only sit back and watch as he continues his rule.
Now, he died in my own paws.