Sky heard his name being called and sat up, lifting his nose to the air to smell food from downstairs. He tried to stand up, but it took a couple of tries. His wounds weren't fully healed, but he could manage a little. He headed towards the door and slowly down the stairs, careful not to stumble and fall; then made it to the Kitchen.<span style="font-style: italic">This looks really nice, thanks Aniya!</span>Sky said, wagging his poor little docked tail as he sat down by his dish and started eating.<br/><br/>Angel however, could smell the food but he refused to leave his spot. He didn't want to be in the house, not after being trapped in there dying for days. He stayed put on the gravestone, looking at the sunrise and the people walking beyond the fence. How could they live such normal lives, where his was a mess? Ignoring it, he hopped off the gravestone and sat down, resting his back against the cold stone.