I figured the guilt would surely eat my head off if I didn't post /something/ over the Break, so... -shrug- Whipped this out I did, yup yup~

To my beloved Graystripe,

It's funny how you can be looking for something for your whole life and not know it, don't you think? I mean, up until I met you, I was pretty content with my lifestyle. I had loving housefolk, good friends, and a constant purr in my throat. I was happy with what I had, and things couldn't get much better . . . or so I thought.

When you came along, though, I realized how wrong I was. If my housefolk had shown me the high life, then you made me feel like royalty. Suddenly, I was floating, drifting away from my owners, my friends, all my old ways. But you were there still—the very reason for my sudden sense of detachment, ironically enough--and you held me down. Graystripe, you were my anchor to all things of life while at the same time the motor I pulled my energy and love and life from, and it is not until now that I can truly apprehend that.

Our journey . . . it was hard, but just look how far we've come! We reached the Clans, and they welcomed you back with ecstasy and embraced me with . . . well, perhaps not all of them, but they accepted me. They gave me a home when I thought that I had lost mine for good, and it was all because I was with you. In that moment of acceptance, I had never felt so overwhelmed by the pride I have for you; to be so greatly respected by such a huge number of cats! I was shocked, and happy, and nervous and scared and excited all at once, but overtop of everything else I thought that my heart might explode with joy.

Speaking of joy, oh, our babies are so beautiful. I never thought I would set my eyes on something so precious, so full of life and glory and hope. They will grow up in the home you have brought them--me--us--to, surrounded by their friends and family, and above all they will be loved and cared for. I have such hopes and dreams for them, Graystripe, in that, maybe, one day they might meet their soul mates like I have been brought to you. Fate.

I love you, Graystripe. I love the soft brush of your fur, the rumbling purr in your throat, the liquid gleam in your amber eyes as you gaze in awe at the world around you. I love the way you react with your Clanmates, so full of laughter and happiness. I love the way you look at our children, to see the hope and pride you, too, hold for them. And though some may call it selfish, the thing I love about you most is the way you love me.

So thank you, Graystripe. Thank you for finding me that day, for rescuing me when I didn't even know that I was lost. I just wanted to let you know that I cherish every single moment I spend with you with all of my heart, and that being with you has perfected my life in every possible way. Thank you for everything.

Love,

Millie

Lawl; I hate Millie. Don't even know why I wrote about 'er, but, hey, at least now I can say that I tried and'll never have to pen her name again. ;) DIVERSITY FTW~

--Annie;;/

Thursday March 19, 2009