plummet to your death | stark

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — After five minutes of sitting and moping, she stood up and stretched. There was no point in self pity. It would get her no where. It didn't get her anywhere the first time, so there was no point in doing it now. So the feline simply started up her exploration once again, and made her way to the larger part of the observatory dome. That's when the stench of blood hit her nose and she visibly recoiled, fur standing on end. She didn't want to follow the scent to its source, but a small part of her urged her to just in case someone was hurt. She quietly made her way over but when she noticed who was hurt, she froze. Why.. Why did it have to be him? He didn't see her right? Maybe she could back away? She quietly took a step back, holding her breath and hoping for the best option: going unnoticed.