Story: The moon sat high in the sky, leading the stars in an enchanting light piercing through the darkness. Far below, a tribe of cats were gathered, whispering to themselves and eachother. But the whispering was silenced at the call of one in particular. It was a lean, she-cat with glowing golden eyes and the markings of a leader presented by their ancestors. "You are all gathered to witness my son! For he has been chosen to take my place when I am gone, and our ancestors have given him his markings!" The she-cat announced. She was sitting steadily on top of a cave in the middle of the group. A shape shifted among the shadows, distracting the gathered cats. "Son, to me!" She ordered. The shadow froze nervously, and crept up to the leader. It was a dark-gray tom with blue eyes. His markings were of stripes and spots, in addition to his white underbelly. "His new name shall be, Ice!" The leader concluded. Her eyes sparkled in pride, but something else could be seen too. A grin of pure evil.
This is my contest entry to Windflight's Mordred's Lullaby Coloring Contest. No, I didn't change the music (obviously XD).
