Roxanne walked down the lanes of gravestones late at night, a dagger attached to a single black rose in her hand. Her two wolves—Moonlight, and Eclipse—were walking on each side of her as she search for the tombstone that belonged to one of her friends. The young brunette never really liked graveyards but somehow, she always found herself visiting someone in them, whether it was family or friends.
Finding the tombstone that she wanted, she stopped walking, and faced it, staring at it for a few moments before kneeling down before it. “Good evening, Baron.” She said with the same smile she used to give him whenever she greeted him while he was still alive. “I brought you another dagger. Quite sharpened as well.” She placed the dagger, and the black rose on top his grave, and continued speaking to him as if he were right in front of her. “You know, I think you’d really like that knife. It’s quite light, easy to throw but the amount of damage it can inflict on a person or a thing is amazing. Knowing you, you’d have a blast with it, and then somehow end up hurt, and I’d have to tend your wounds all over again.” She laughed a bit, recalling all the times she had tended his wounds. “Well…” She began as she stood up, and dusted her skirt. “It’s time for me to go. I’ll visit you again sometime soon, yeah?” She stare at the grave for sometime before turning around, and walking away from Baron’s grave, a small tear rolling down her cheek.
