The fandom, and the world, lost a delightful fur today, one that never got to join in earnest. One who meant very much to me. She died, from complications with lupus, tonight, on December 2nd.

I had brought her into the fandom. As a friend, then flirt.... then lover. When she fell ill, she knew she had little time left. She ended our relationship, to spare me the heartache. Which I suffered anyway, as I sat there, and watched her die, unable to help her.

I'm not speaking to anyone here, for a very long while. If at all. I may come in and out. But I ask you do not try to speak to me. I am in grieving. And don't know when I will recover.