With both hands stained red with blood, he held her tightly.
"I'll always be watching. Together with our child, from the sky above. I love you. I lo—ve… you…"
"Aaaaaaahhh!!"
As her hand fell limply, he hugged her body with all the strength he had left.
Everyone watching nearby shed tears as well, mourning Vita's death.
She had been a gentle woman.
She had been saved when she was being chased by humans.
She had invited them to go together when they were hiding in the forest.
She had suggested creating a place where they could feel safe, a place where they wouldn't have to fear humans.
Even while pregnant, she had taken the initiative to handle chores.
She had handed out water, saying "Good work," in the sweltering heat.
She had scolded young men who slacked off, like a mother would.
She had been everyone's mother.
