It‘s twins

While the severed finger is a gruesome find indeed, Ink still likes the ring with Auntie Whiskers lookalike. She carefully separates the finger from the ring then silently lays down the finger and puts a few stones on it in a makeshift mini grave.

„I‘m sorry it is not much of a burial. I hope the rest of your body got away alive and if not, that they rest in peace.“

she whispers, offering a short prayer to the Cat Lord.

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