Tabitha Letters

the paw prints, weary little tracks from where princess mononoke had fled from the living quarters, made her way up to the crawlspace above the breakfast nook, will not come down despite plaintive cries & pleas from her flatmate

she must come down sometimes. he reasoned

for how could she survive with food? or water?

perhaps she came down in the twilight hours when he finally, exhausted from circumstances believed other than satisfactory, perhaps she came down & hydrated & crept to the refrigerator to replenish some smole stockpile of food that kept her alive in the crawlspace above the breakfast nook