May 16, 2014
Liquorice: It'll help if you talk about it.
The cat girl shifted uncomfortably. She didn’t really want to talk about it, but she knew her friend had the best intentions.
"When I was younger…" Cake started. "I had a dream where all my friends died trying to protect me." Her ears lowered and her tail began to wrap around her form. "And I know that didn’t really happen, and I was about eight…but…every time we fight… I get worried it will turn out like that, and I’ll be completely useless."