Purple collar with a golden tag. Golden hair with white trim around the legs. A fluffy tail that droops, but never poofy. Quietly she sleeps at the end of the bed. Snuggled up with your feet enjoying your heat while sharing her own. Morning comes with breakfast to enjoy. We share a meal one last time. She steals your scraps while you stifle a yawn. No reason to be concerned anymore. You grab the l...

As the sun crests the eastern mountain it sparks life into the military academy below. The valley erupts with the customary bugles and trumpets the cadets have grown oh so familiar with. It has been seven months since Vira’s parents had begrudgingly sent her to the conscripted school of Galloway. Morning after morning she awoke to the blaring bugles, but it never got any easier this routine. Despi...