For maybe the past week? Jiyu Simul Stamus had been locked in depression, strangle held unable to hardly even move without pain from inside! Now however light had broken through the blackness, even if the fog surrounding her couldn't be seen through. However some would call this going utterly insane!
In the early morning fog? The lithe calico darted along the mossy, moist ground, leaping fluidly every few paces. At this time she was really starting to feel free, lonely, but free! The stoic had never thought it possible to have one second without having to thick hard, but right now she didn't have to worry about if she would end up fighting family or this or that. Instead? She'd be living alone, or finding other's to live with her, start her own clan! In the end she was just happy to be able to breath essay again, relaxing against an abandon well.