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❝They say that cats are angels with whiskers.❞


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The days on the farm were long, Clover was working harder than ever, occasionally set back by the swelling which would paralyze her body, but for the most part, she could now hold things and crawl across the floor with minor assistance. Maple was planning to join Seraphina any day now, once she deemed Clover well enough to no longer need her help. Her sister insisted on her joining her love, but Maple wasn't convinced. She seemed to cling to Clover, as though afraid that just like Estelle, the white haired kitten would disappear.

Time went on, Maple took her leave a few days later, saying a tearful goodbye as she got into Sera's car, the two reuniting with a kiss. Mallier's baby was born healthy and strong, the entire family there to greet their newest number. Clover marveled at the small body and tiny hands, the baby opening his eyes almost instantly. "Oh no! Isn't it too soon for them to be open?" Maple asked worriedly, holding Sera's hands. "Humans aren't like animals, it doesn't take a long time for them to open their eyes. Although, they're a bit late in the other departments," namely walking and talking. "What are you gonna call him?" Fiyero asked, perched beside Eamon, the beaming new Father. They were young, yes, but they were proud. "Hmm, what should we call him?" Mallier asked with a smile, but it seemed that she and Eamon already knew.

"Yana." They said in unison, a firm decision.

Clover's tail swished all the way home. Any day now, Rosemary was confident that Clover would be able to take her first steps again on her own. It took some work, but Clover was ready to use the walker, making her way slowly across their living room, her legs giving out after getting midway. She was paralyzed for the next few days, her body attempting to make adjustments. Rosemary didn't want Clover walking too much, but since the kitten could now propel herself in her chair, she wasn't too unhappy about it. Their little family continued to grow, cows, ducks, chickens, and even a pig! Their farm was full, their fields thriving. Clover used the herbs and plants to mix brews that Rosemary and Erika could sell in the local market. It wasn't often that Clover left the house, but one night, on a special occasion, Erika took her out for dinner at the new restaurant that had opened in town.

Rosemary drove them, having regained enough vision in one eye to navigate the roads. The two girls sat at a fancy table on a porch, fireflies trapped in a jar on their table to illuminate their faces. Clover's ears were twitching at all of the new sounds, her ears taking in every new smell. She could hardly focus on her delicious meal, people watching the two with innocent curiosity. When dessert came, a large chocolate shell was sitting on a plate and when the waiter poured hot caramel over it, a box was within. Clover's eyes widened as Erika took the box and knelt down on one knee, opening it up to reveal a stunning ring, a ring that had once been Rosemary's. The kitten's heart felt as though it would beat out of her chest. She nodded, hands clapped over her mouth. "Yes!" Clover cried, falling out of her chair as she flung her arms around Erika's neck.

Rosemary was waiting for them at home, she knew of course, but hadn't said a word. They took pictures, called the others to announce their union, and began to make preparations for the wedding. They would be having it at the farm and day by day they worked hard to make it as beautiful as they had imagined. When the day of the wedding arrived, there were plenty of surprises in store. Eamon had designed their dresses, Mallier hired a hair stylist. Maple, Sera, and Khyria were the bridesmaids. Mallier could not be one because she was married, but that didn't stop her son from being a ring bearer.

Clover had one last surprise for Erika, who had walked first down the aisle accompanied by Rosemary and Eamon. Fiyero and Maple walked side by side, Julian and Theo together, Sera and Alistair going down last. Clover rolled herself to the beginning of the white carpet and parked her wheelchair, she rose to her feet, taking her first steps in who knows how long, unassisted. She beamed, seeming to glow as she walked down the aisle holding nothing but a bouquet of flowers. Close to the end, the kitten tripped, Erika quick to catch her and set her upright on her feet.

"Do you, Erika, take Clover to be your beloved, to have and to hold? In sickness and in health?"

"I do."

"And do you, Clover, take Erika to be your lovely wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"Clover does."

"I know pronounce you happily wed, you may kiss the bride."