Play my Eulogy

Gods above she was dying! Her stomach no longer ached from a lack of food, instead it burned and she was almost certain that it had started eating her liver or something. Her legs ached despite the fact she had not managed to rise to her paws in nearly a day, simply unable to hold up her own weight, meager as it was. Her breath was labored and she struggled to keep her eyes open.

She was ready. She welcomed the dark shapes that swam in the corners of her vision, begged almost. She wanted the dark to take her, wanted it to swallow her up. Still her own death escaped her for hours longer, and she continued to waste away in the shade of a pine tree so very far away from any of her family. What would they care? Novella hadn’t made any effort to rescue them! Because of her sister she hadn’t had a chance to say goodbye to her parents, she hadn’t seen them for a month and when she finally ran from the prison she had been trapped in?