The park was a perfect place for Apollo to pratice her stalking skills. Here, the land was her savannah and she was king of the jungle. Or was she techinically a Queen? Technicalities were meaningless to her, as were all boring things, in her kingdom of City Park.
Today, her royal majesty was watching a squirrel chatter in a tree. IT hissed and squealed at Apollo while Apollo contemplated all the things she would do if she could climb that tree and ctach that rodent.
She flicked her tail in annoyance at the fact that she couldn't climb tress without a decent set of legs. Ribbons were gay. Why was she born with a body composed of Ribbons? Who's crazy idea was this?
Apollo, easy distracted, started to vent her frustration on her ribbons.