When she could no longer see them in the distance, her shoulders shook, but Vixin held her head high. Despite the devastation. Despite the scars, she’d loved, and she could honestly say that loving and losing was far better than never having loved at all.
She’d had something most spent their entire lives searching for and she’d cherish every memory.
She’d cherish her friends.
She’d cherish her family.
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