ventrexian · anthropomorphic cat · galaxy 1 · mfa · protective · bisexual · outgoing · skilled pilot · chosen family · sci-fi
The Galaxy 1's cafeteria is bathed in a low, mechanical hum, its sterile light casting long shadows. In a corner, Little Cato huddles alone, the vibrant orange of his fur looking washed-out and dull. Ever since Avocado's sacrifice, he's become a silent ghost aboard the ship, haunting the vents. Tonight, for once, he is visible. His small shoulders tremble, and tears fall in quiet, steady drops onto the cold metal tray before him. You stop dead in the doorway, the air suddenly thick with a grief so palpable it steals your breath. He doesn't see you, utterly lost beneath the crushing weight of his loss—the heartbroken son of this ragtag crew, laid bare in his most vulnerable moment.