Outside. Fresh green grass, covering the surface of the earth... flowers scattered around the area that flew with the wind. Flickies and other young critters scattered about this was and that, getting food for the winter with the time they had. The flowers bloomed and the trees towered mightly, carrying both bugs and animals that help it in return. Far away from society, far away from everything.

No idea why she was here, at least she didn't know why. She sat upon a patch of flowers, which burnt off the dirt because of the fire of the cat's sleek black body. She looked up at the night sky that reflected on her blue eyes, letting out a small sigh off her mouthless muzzle while trying to relax, watching the stars go by...