Ollie
She was sitting backstage, picking the dirt and rocks from the insides of her claws. Her eyes showed boredom and uncertainty. She looked behind her and stared at the storage room door. She let out a long, loud groan and stood up, wanting to interact with someone.
She was sitting backstage, picking the dirt and rocks from the insides of her claws. Her eyes showed boredom and uncertainty. She looked behind her and stared at the storage room door. She let out a long, loud groan and stood up, wanting to interact with someone.
















