[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 12px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]The warm curled form of Glasskingdom lay at the boarder. Whatever this place was, she didn't know. When she was born, her maker had left her immediately. Thus, Yvette had to learn to live alone. Her calm eyes slowly opened as a voice filled her dormant mind. It spoke softly, barely. Then a starry form of cosmic dust and stars appeared before her. Having grown up in the dangerous woods, she was not startled easily. Yvette only sat up and backed away from the thing. The form of a male looked at her with a sorrowful gaze. She was confused. He turned his head and padded forth. What? "Wait!" She cried.
Padding to the frost bitten boarder, Yvette felt mixed about this. She had heard this was where great things happened. Great and bad. The sweet silvery moon was full in the sky, illuminating it's milky glow upon the snow blanketed land. Was this.. right? The starry figure stopped and disappeared. Tilting her head, she blinked her puzzled leaf colored eyes. "[color=tan]Hello?" She whispered. Yvette inched her paw forwards with hesitance. Her wondering eyes focused forwards.
An ear splitting crack caught her by surprise and those wondrous optics widened with fear. Her jaw parted slightly and she looked beneath her. The cold ice biting at her paws had split. Before she knew it, the lioness plummeted within the icy water of Blizzardclan. Her paws struggled for lands, splashing about spilling ice cooled water everywhere. "[color=tan]H-help! Help!" She roared.