Some time had passed since she met the big cheetah Ginnya, the war was over. They won the battle but at a high cost. As Alishia cried, her tears fell to the ground.
She was mourning her friend, her lover. She spoke to herself: You saved me, countless times on the battlefield. You always had my back and you would always back me up even after battles. So many times you came to my aid, to help me. If I just had been a little faster with the healing spell, maybe you still would be with us today. Forgive me, Ginnya. I will always honour your way and your sword.
As her tears didn't stop falling from her face, she whispered: I love you!
The night was bright, as if the sky itself was mourning. A strange colour of the northern lights shined up in the sky. She cried and everything was silent around her.