Buttercuptwist
she/her - 75 moons
The Twilight falls. Always a wonderful place to rest. Lying here, she knew she wouldn't get in the way of hunters. She could simply relax. Though crashing like a storm, the waterfall was strangely relaxing. An unstoppable tide. It was beautiful, in a sense. Afternoon sun spilled onto the pond, reflecting so clearly that it almost hurt her eyes to observe. Such warm weather was welcome, at least for a while. In a few days, she'd be exhausted due to her mostly black pelt 'soaking' up the sun. But for now, greenleaf called for relaxation, and the she cat was more than happy to bathe in that request. She debated getting her paws wet, was there a shallow part of the pond?
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