TInker was in a world of darkness, guided only by sound and the steady hand on her arm. The clunk- thud of the person beside her was odd but comforting, but they said that today was the day they would work on replacing her tail. The hand guided her down onto a mattress and with a comforting pat they moved away but not far, the plinkering of metal on wood sounded close. Today was the day she would be one step closer to being reborn.

A quick background story about Tinker-paw and her Tinker who helped her after she was found in the rubble of a building. Name of the fellow tinker still unknown but I might continue to draw her, unsure at this point in time.