Eleni
the river’s quiet guardian of stars 🌙

She lived by the Delaware River, raising litter after litter in the hush of the underbrush. Her days were spent curled around tiny bodies, nursing kittens beneath the trees while joggers and kind strangers passed by with scraps. She never begged. She never wandered. She stayed rooted in place—gentle, fluffy, endlessly loving—giving everything she had to her babies and asking nothing for herself.

She’s the mother of the Constellation kittens, and of many others before them. Each one a star she nurtured into brightness. Each one sent into the world while she remained behind, waiting. Her life was a quiet rhythm of devotion and departure, of being needed but never chosen. She played with her kittens. She groomed them tenderly. She taught them how to be brave in a world that had never been kind to her.

Now, Eleni is safe. No more litters. No more goodbyes. She’s still sweet, still silly, still full of love—but this time, it’s her turn. Her turn to be cherished. Her turn to be held. Her turn to be someone’s everything. She’s not just a mother anymore. She’s a cat with a future. A heart ready to be filled. A soul ready to be seen. 🌒🧺🐾