Feeling a lil nostalgic

This place always had mixed feelings stirring in Hanako’s chest. It was where her life here had began, that behind the willowed curtains shed been found, saved in a sense. Sometimes she was angry and prissy, quick to cast the blame at others but even then it didn’t make her feel much better. Sometimes late at night she would wonder, would question if why things never got better. It was so easy to see improvement in others, the strides they made to better themselves and yet here she remained, has reverted back to old habits and lines of thought. She would say she couldn’t improve perfection but it wasn’t as if that was really true. Or that she even believed that for a second.

There was so much what she considered rightfully hers and yet her paws were empty. Inaction was to blame mostly, was that why Azure had left too? But it wasn’t a matter of being good enough, she knew she was and they were so terribly perfect for one another in many ways. Was that why she missed him, even when she stomped her paws and pretended so ardently she did not?

Old wounds had long since healed, physically at least. But the marks remained, she was beautiful at a glance, a little older perhaps and not to dainty, but upon closer inspection her edges were jagged, not so feather soft. That and her tail was even shorter now, a sweet little nubbin, with a paint brush tuft at the end.

A long tendril of the willow tree coiled around her shoulder as she passed beneath, making her huff as she shrugged it off, her ears flicking slightly in disapproval.