My cat just died. I knew it was coming but I was hoping that we would have at least a few weeks. This chapter is my way of dealing with it. I thought that by writing her in this story I could make her immortal. Let her live forever on the page but I can't. It hurts too much. I have to say goodbye through any way I can. Feel free not to read this chapter

Lexa gingerly stood up as she ignored the pain shooting through her body. It didn't matter. Not now. She approached the Clarke who was still crumbled on the ground. Her face was a mess from tears and snot as she hadn't able to stop crying. Lexa knew this day would come but she hoped it would be father into the future. She sat next to Clarke ignoring the fact she felt a stitch open in her chase and instead concentrating on Clarke who buried her head against Lexa's body

" I am idiot" said Clarke between sobs" She was just a cat. I only met her a few days ago"

" Clarke…" said Lexa softly as she tried soothe Clarke by massaging her back gently

" I have lost people…so many people…I have killed . It makes no sense for this to affect me so much" she choked out

"Love comes in many shapes and forms Clarke and time means little. She may have been a cat but you loved. I could see it in you every interaction. There is nothing wrong with grieving for her."

" I knew it was coming. I knew she was sick and old but I thought we had at least a few months. She was so full of life, especially when she was teasing you" said Clarke with a sad smile

Lexa hugged Clarke even. This was the real reason Lexa had been reluctant to let the cat in their lives. Lexa has experience with animals and she could see that it had been on her last live. And having personally lost her dog when she was five just a few days before they found out she was Nighblood she knew the agony of losing a pet and had sought to protect Clarke from it

" Do you….do you think that cats get reborn as well? " asked Clarke quietly, tears still streaming from her eyes

" I am sure they do. Perhaps she will be a Pauna in her next life"

" She would make a great Pauna. Chara the fearless Pauna . Queen of the Forest"

They talked well into the night, remembering the cat. How curious she was, how she liked to cuddle with Clarke, how she was very impatient when it came to her food. How she would get mad and turn her back when Clarke was busy for cuddling. How she would look at them both with those big green eyes full of love and curiosity. They didn't have time for this but Lexa didn't care. She would let Clarke grieve and be with her through it all