I had this requested of  TrickyChimera, but he kind of finished it a little late. The sad fact is that we all have to grow up some time.

My brother in real life, is actually my younger brother by two years. Despite this, I still feel as if I am the younger brother (hence why my fursona is so young). Right now he's graduated and celebrating it with a trip to (and across) Europe for the next month. Once he gets back home in the States, he's going to move away to his new job, where we may not see him for years at a time.

For now, I'm watching his precious KittyKagé, of whom (thanks to my brother) was the only survivor of her litter due to Parvo. She's only two years old herself and truly loves her daddy. Sure, we miss him, but we're going to be okay. In fact, it feels good to finally be able to take care of someone else ever since… I lost my Yoshi-kins… I'm much happier now and even getting out more than I used to. Sure, she cries, but that only goes to show how mush she misses her daddy… that or she needs to pee, It's hard to tell sometimes. :P

All I truly want to say is this:

Europe, I know that the US and you have had their differences, but please take care of my precious baby brother…
OR I WILL KILL YOU!
Kay?