Hollywood🌿

*In the night wist willows, she was walking in the forest, until she found a river. She crouched down and tried to catch a fish. Her black fur spread while wing was swooshing her fur. Her scars were from a cat fight. Small scars. In the mist-like willows she catches a fish. Eats it and runs back to camp. The mist like air made her jump. Her fur shined. Her eyes glew in the dark. She whispered to herself.* "Holly. It was just a cat fight."