Neko: The cat

"Meow... meow..."

I lift my head up from my knees. It was a cat meowing softly, like a purr but in a greeting way. I could make out the black texture and the little pink nose of the cat.

"Neko...?" An immense amount of memories surge through me. It was the same cat which I returned to the boy 12 years ago.

Where was he?

How old is this cat now?

Did the owner abandon it? Is this poor thing roaming around by itself in this patch for more than a few years?

Sniffling, I pick up the little cat. It stretched like liquid as it compressed again on my lap. It accepted my pets, letting its purs heal my heartache.

"You're so lucky." I can't believe I'm personifiying my condition to a cat.

"You don't have to deal with father figures who rule the state but can't understand what's going on with their daughters. So ignorant..."

"Who's ignorant?"

*Gasp*

Quickly getting on my toes, I twirl and see a young man, about my age. His eyes widen as he drops the logs on the side.

"Princess Ravine... what are