I was in a Ship, in a box. The ship sank, along with my housefolk. My box was floating at the top of the ocean. I had hit land. I jumped out of my box and realized were I was at first sight. I was now a lone rouge on ice. Yippie. I had to struggle to survive moon after moon. I finally saw a group of cats like me. I ran to ask for help and shelter. They agreed and asked for my name. I had told them my name was Icy. They took me toward there leader, Icestar, and I told my story. There leader must have been in a generous mode for therefore he had said,
'Traveler, you have survived well on your own. Icy, will you be willing to become one of us?'
I had been so happy, if only Marie and Adam could see me now, 'Yes,'
'Good, from now on, you will be known as, Icywhisker.'

That is my story, whats yours?