Three black-outlined cartoon cat faces with blue bows, in a fine line style, tattooed on the upper back near the shoulder blade.

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Three cartoon cats with blue bows on the upper back

Fine line · Back · Mixed · Photo

Three cartoon cat heads with black outlines and small blue bows sit in a loose triangle on the upper back. The linework is simple and even, with the faces left unshaded and pale against the skin, and small pink cheeks and dot eyes. The blue bows are the only colour, so the piece reads as mostly black linework with a few spots of blue.

Fine line Back Cat Cartoon Bow Character

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The snow had sealed the high road for nine days when the first cat came up the lane to the inn at Greywater. It was small and white, with a blue ribbon knotted at one ear, and it sat on the step as if it had been expected. Marta Veil, who had kept the place alone since her husband's chest gave out, poured a saucer of cream because nobody else had come up that road in a week.

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The second cat came the next night, its ribbon tied at the other ear, and the third arrived the night after with a bow as blue as the sky over the ridge before a hard frost. They sat by the hearth in a row like paying guests. Marta let them. Each morning the saucer was licked clean and the yard was unbroken from the step to the gate, though the drifts stood higher than the fence.

On the ninth night a carter called Tobiah Brack knocked, his mule dead in the lane and his eyes swollen shut from the glare. He had no coin, so Marta gave him the bed nearest the stove. When she came back with the lamp the hearth was empty, the saucer sat upturned, and a wet trail of three small prints ran out under the door.

At first light Tobiah could see again. Tied to every fence post on the road down the valley was a strip of blue ribbon, a hand's width apart, and he followed them through the drifts to the kitchens at Thaw Bridge by noon. He came back in spring with a new mule and a purse, and the saucer by the step was always full of cream, though Marta never saw a cat again.