Crimson | She Cat | Loner.
Crimson lay spread out in a large patch of catnip, letting the sun warm her creamy colored lynx point coat. Her blue eyes focused on a wispy piece of catnip drifting away in the wind. She had been here for hours. Or had she... was it days, minutes, seconds? She couldn't remember anymore. -But that didn't matter, not here, not now. The silky seductive smell of the plant made her forget all her troubles, as well as her responsibilities. She giggled, rolling onto her side. Her thick fur was covered with catnip leaves, making her look like a green speckled cat.