Ka was friends with the full moon, or so he always imagined it to be. The moon would be there whenever he visited Earth, in all her glory. And while he was still alive the moon had been there for him until Death took him. Until Death relieved him of the duties he had to his human, the human he had stayed with until Death came for her too. The human who had named him Ka, centuries upon centuries ago. So when he found himself alongside Death, being a companion and pet again, he always longed to see the moon. The full moon to be exact, the moon that had brought him comfort. 


Tonight the time came again as he sat on the roof of the house, stretching his front legs and yawning, he always had to get used to having a physical body again. It tired him out, even though he was using Death’s magic to have access to it. Though maybe it came with being a cat, the constant need to relax. He shook his head, his green eyes watching the streets, looking out for the person he was sent to comfort, the last comfort for the woman he was...