The pale blue sky was changing color, turning darker, wiping the previous array of color away. Streaks of reds, purples, yellows and oranges splashed onto the sky, and the sight of the moor that sunset was fabulous. Stunning and Beautiful.
Pale gray tabby paws touched the moor's grass, and blue eyes glimmered in the last of the summer light. It was a slim, lithe tomcat, who many knew by the name of Windflight, Windflight son of Silverflower and Tigerheart, loyal warriors of GustClan.
The slim tom stopped, and sat down, wrapping his tail around his small paws. His blue eyes shimmered, as he stared up at the sunset sky in most admiration, letting the colors beat down onto his fur, and his mind get lost in the amazing sight.
Any Cat who likes Windflight can join. -- Wildstar