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the updog ([personal profile] brushy) wrote in [community profile] deercountry 2022-06-02 12:09 pm (UTC)

[ amaterasu meows in small thanks, allowing the scent of hot tea to warm her nose and fur before kneading her paws where she stands. she would have it, in a moment! she didn't want to burn her tongue, though. her attention goes to the bouncing branches in a gentle breeze. ]

The cherry blossom trees also symbolize life and death— beauty and violence. Two sides of the same reality. [ she tests her bowl now, bends and curls her tail around paws that become neatly tucked underneath her, creating a perfect loaf of a cat. ] "Unfair". Perhaps— but if that is the mechanic this world works on, is it truly unfair? Or is it us, who would like for stone to become peaches?

[ again, there was no way they could expect something of themselves when things . . . were different, now. they won't work as humans do. as they once did. ]

We can experience death, but we will be reborn. The others, they are reborn in a different manner from us. A more lengthy process than ours, but perhaps due to the nature of our arrival. We are not native. [ her head turns to the blossoms in the distance. ] You can say that we are like cherry blossom trees, now, and the humans are like fruit. They grow plump, they fall, and rot, are buried, and take very, very long to grow again. Us, we are already rooted. It is easier to shed the old skin and return. The process is much quicker.

So . . . Why think of your impending withering, and your return, when you are still in bloom at this very moment?

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