˖°𓇼 Goose 𓇼°˖

.In her younger days, Goosetooth who is known as the time as Goose was a cat who lived on a boat with her humans that were quite up there in age. They were all drawn to the endless possibilities of the open sea, and spent their days traveling from place to place, exploring new territories and experiencing exciting adventures. Goosetooth grew to love the freedom of the open sea as much as her humans did. She loved the feeling of the gentle ocean breeze on her face and spent many days sleeping on the deck, soaking up the sun and relishing in the peacefulness of the sea and getting to eat the fish they would catch. As time went on, Goose's human started to grow older, and the adventures at sea became fewer and farther between until it was no more realizing they were getting too old. Their human decided to leave that life behind, taking their cat to settle in a little cabin that their family knew about. It was devastating, but it was fine. At least she was still with her favorite person despite the change, and they weren’t too far from water as they were near a pond that she and then we go to if they could walk that day and just fish and sing old tails with Goose, even joining in on the singing. But sadly, the day came and they died. Death had came to collect them in their sleep maybe this is where her fear of death head came from but who knows. After her human died, Goose was left alone, her world turned upside down. The days with them were over, she lost the comfort of her humans even though she knew they were dead. She still cuddled up to them and hopes they would wake up soon even going so far as to hunt for them regardless of them never eating.

The family eventually came, grieving the loss alongside the ambulance taking their human without a word and slowly there’s stuff as well taking everything but her darling nice thing they done leave the window open but still, she waited for what she don’t know a miracle that sadly would never come and it took a while before she eventually realized there was no point in waiting anymore and with a heavy heart she left leaving her one’s perfect life to just wander and wandering she did In her grief and anger, she found herself constantly clashing with others, taking out her frustration and pain on almost any creature that crossed her path. earning every scar she has now, fueled by her anger and misery. Without a family or home to return to, she lived as a wanderer, finding temporary comfort in occasional moments of company just to push them away again.Rinse and repeat cycle but over the years, though she hadn’t heal fully, she begin to lose interest in picking fights and such mellowing out as the years went on, settling down in an old fisherman shack spending her days now fishing.