Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27823669-20160501045019/@comment-33008190-20160506004123

She had found the place.

Travelling for a whole other day, She decided she wanted the fresh lake smells and soft sand to surround her. It too kind era while to get on course, but eventually she found her way.

She knew there would be a group there. The territory and land was perfect.

Now, she would just have to figure out who they were and how to do them.

Suddenly, she stopped in awe and her jaw dropped.

She had just passed through a ferny area, and arrived into the most beautiful sight of her life.

The sun was setting, a beautiful burst of orange and pink and yellow, which grazed the waters.

She had found the lake.

It was clam, and smelled so nice, and the Sunrays belted across its surface, casting shimmering shadows that danced on the ground.

EVEYRTHING was shining ,a dh it just looked beautiful.

And right Then and there, she had decided her new name for the rest of her life.

The lake had almost represented her new beginning. Her old one, the sunset, falling down in a last light of beauty, showing that her home had always been special, to her. And now, the water rose above the sun--above the Tribe--and represented a new start. A fresh beginning. A different era.

To signify all that she had been through,a den all that was going to come, the formerly Stream of the Tribe of Melting Ice renamed herself...

Shine.

Shine.

Shine, who now just stepped into her new home, into her own territory.

Shine, who was now a part of something. Who would do anything to get her joy.

Shine, who just passed over a rock formation and came across the bloody, beaten, wrecked body of a dead dark brown she-cat.

Shine, who screamed.