Almost no civilians remain.
But the animals stayed.
They came from empty homes, from nearby streets, from wherever they could – until they found the soldiers.
No one worries about names here.
Ginger is just Ginger.
Bearded is just Bearded.
What matters is that they are fed.
That they are safe.
That someone is there.
The soldiers of Gimli Division take care of them – with what they have, and what they’re given.
Because they are their younger brothers now.







