Warrior's Monument

Upon this hill, beneath a veil of smoke, stood the last warrior to raise his blade.

The battlefield fell silent, as did the warrior.

Only one remained at his side. A white beast, the cat he had nurtured so dear.

On that day, the warrior spoke.

"Should I fall, I entrust this land to you."

For six seasons the grass upon the hill withered and bloomed, yet the cat never once left its post.

O traveler, do not mock this stone.

It stands as a testament to the unwavering loyalty and bond that have endured beyond life and death.