Fighter Splashed across her wrist

To summer

She's a fighter through and through
Seen so many things
in her 18 years

Some to horrid to name
Some so heartbreaking it will make you cry
some so joyous you will shout with glee

She is a fighter through and through
She'll flatten her ears and hiss
claws out ready to fight
for what she believes

Blonde hair
blue eyes
A bekon of light

My hero
my partner in crime
my sister

Author's Note

Inspired by the tattoos my sister wants on her wrists. Fighter and survivor