Post by <3~Hollybranch~<3 on Jul 20, 2006 23:58:52 GMT -5
Sorry it's kinda short and not that good, but i might as well post it. I only the description of her really... >,>
He had never seen a cat more beautiful. Moonbeams danced in her pale ash-gray fur turning her fur to silver. Starlight seemed to gather at her paws and she looked as if she had already join StarClan. But it was her eyes that compelled him the most-- there were a lovely blue, purer than an other cat's. He watched her almost every day as she strode along beside her brother, Stormfur. Her tail was always held high, and her whiskers long and elegant, he could see the muscles ripple underneath her silver coat. He tried to hide it... he tried to shake it away. He wanted nothing but to be loyal to his Clan! But she haunted his dreams, wherever he went he saw her. A pale gray cloud floating across the sky, silver dewdrops sparkling on the grass, pools of water dotting the landscape. Feathertail. Finally there feelings grew strong and Crowpaw could hardly bear to be without her. They hunted together, they walked alongside each other, he loved her--and she loved him. Then she was gone, sacrificing her life for him. She had killed the giant mountain cat, Sharptooth and he couldn't do anything. He watched as they lay her down beside the waterfall-- her enternal resting place. He sat there vigil until he could bear it no more, but he could still sense the RiverClan she-cat's gentle spritit. He walked in sorrow, alone, beside hismelf. Then he found himself falling in love again, with Leafpool, the pale tabby medicine cat of ThunderClan. But he still couldn't forget her. Her shining blue eyes and sparkling pale gray tabby pelt. He couldn't. He never could.
He had never seen a cat more beautiful. Moonbeams danced in her pale ash-gray fur turning her fur to silver. Starlight seemed to gather at her paws and she looked as if she had already join StarClan. But it was her eyes that compelled him the most-- there were a lovely blue, purer than an other cat's. He watched her almost every day as she strode along beside her brother, Stormfur. Her tail was always held high, and her whiskers long and elegant, he could see the muscles ripple underneath her silver coat. He tried to hide it... he tried to shake it away. He wanted nothing but to be loyal to his Clan! But she haunted his dreams, wherever he went he saw her. A pale gray cloud floating across the sky, silver dewdrops sparkling on the grass, pools of water dotting the landscape. Feathertail. Finally there feelings grew strong and Crowpaw could hardly bear to be without her. They hunted together, they walked alongside each other, he loved her--and she loved him. Then she was gone, sacrificing her life for him. She had killed the giant mountain cat, Sharptooth and he couldn't do anything. He watched as they lay her down beside the waterfall-- her enternal resting place. He sat there vigil until he could bear it no more, but he could still sense the RiverClan she-cat's gentle spritit. He walked in sorrow, alone, beside hismelf. Then he found himself falling in love again, with Leafpool, the pale tabby medicine cat of ThunderClan. But he still couldn't forget her. Her shining blue eyes and sparkling pale gray tabby pelt. He couldn't. He never could.