Talk:Hellhound/@comment-26658132-20151120041948/@comment-26948101-20151120050631

To my surprise, she holds out the flower I left atop my dear sister's headstone.

"You.....you left this behind." she said.

I hesitantly took the flower from her paw.

"It's for my sister...." I try to explain.

"But there's no one else here."

It dawns on me that the Hellhound before me isn't playing some sort of mean-spirited trick on me. As a nigh-immortal mamono, she apparently has little understanding of the concept of death.

"My.....my sister's gone..." I say as my voice falters "...and...."

"Is that why you seemed so sad?" she asked, an inquisitive expression on her face.

I nod. "She's gone...but this is the place I go to remember her..."

"She's lucky.....she has a brother who gets such pretty flowers for her. Even if he keeps forgetting them on that stone over there." the beast woman mused.

I could no longer hold back my tears.

"Can...can I go ahead and put this back? I-it's kind of important I leave it on that particular stone..." I try and explain.

"Well sure....if its that important to you." the Hellhound said, sensing my distress. "I'll go with you- it's getting late and this place can be unsafe for humans after dark."

"Th-thank you..." I say, wiping my tears away with my forearm.

The next thing I know, the Hellhound and I are walking arm in arm back to my sister's gravesite and she's asking me all sorts of questions about my little sister.