The story of a few people and a tiger (fog?)
"Big Cat, what do you like?" The woman's bare feet slid on the lake. The giant tiger lying next to him roared softly, as if he was extremely impatient.
"Haha, how can you talk about roasted bears as food and people?" The woman picked up the simple copper ring from the side and held it up to the moonlight as if to try to see something from it.
"Big Cat, she said she likes me." The woman turned to look at the sleepy giant tiger beside her, with a smile on her lips. "But I don't want to be trapped in a brass ring by her."
"For me, a big cat is enough." The woman bent her arm slightly and threw the copper ring hard.
"Whether it's a country or a beauty..." The words became smaller and smaller until they were no longer audible, except for the smile that raised at the corner of the woman's mouth. "I remember that you agreed to my request." I am afraid that only the giant tiger heard these words.
I really don't know how to write copy, but I have a good idea of the plot (what is this??)
Just make do with it, I'm really not good at writing, but I hope you can leave your valuable comments again to help me improve.