Lyha's Journal

[EN] "Where are you?" "Where are you?" I'm walking again. My emaciated feet felt wet under the pouring rain that flooded where we used to take shelter. Two of my other siblings had been washed away by the current, while my fate was fortunate enough to find a branch that I could stand on at that time. The flood had receded after a while, but the rain had not let up and was still hitting my haggard fur. Back down the damp asphalt, my feet kept on moving. My mom wasn't there, and I was looking for her for hours. I don't know what she will think when she finds out that her other two children are nowhere to be found. She hasn't been back since morning. I'm hungry. Yesterday was the last time I drank milk, and I want some more. At my limit already. My breath was panting and my body was dropping to the side of the road. Before closing my eyes, I felt my body feel light and floating. The incident is still stuck in my head like it happened yesterday. That...