Snowy days [Open]

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Cloverkit woke up from a nice cold breeze
The light brown tabby shivered
It was freezing
Cloverkit sighed and peeked out of the nursery
It was snowing
She went back to Dappledleafs nest to huddle in the warm bracken
Too bad that I was born in Leafbare 
The light brown tabby narrowed her eyes
Stop snowing! Stop snowing!
It was already annoying with all the kits bouncing up and down
I had enough of this
Cloverkit sighed again and closed her Amber eyes
She woke up a few seconds later
It stopped snowing
Cloverkit's  belly grumbled
Now she was hungry as well as happy
The light brown tabby wanted to get prey
But was she allowed to?
Cloverkit stared outside until it started to snow again

[Nymphkit]

@honeykitty

It was white.

The simple revelation registered in Nymphkit's  mind before she was fully conscious from her nap. The she-kit's drooping eyelids blinked, once, twice, and three times in quick succession as her sapphire eyes adjusted from the glaring light. Outside the shelter of the bramble den, the substance seemed to blanket everything in sight. The bare patches of ground were gone, and only the sparse tips of long grasses poked out from the white-ness.

The next thing she realized was that it looked fluffy.

Like the comfortable moss that sunk under her weight as the small she-kit shakily stood, up. She wobbled a bit before shaking herself to dislodge any bits of grass that clung to her downy fur. Was the thing as soft as the moss? She envisioned herself jumping into the pile with glee, and snuggling amidst the white. She hesitantly padded outside and stopped beside a clump of white, sinking her front paws into it to test how it would hold her weight.

The minute they touched the surface, Nymphkit knew that snow hurt.

The tabby and white kitten yelped in pain as needle-like pinpricks dug into her tender pads. She quickly withdrew from the pile in a flurry of snowflakes, scrambling back to the nursery entrance as fast as she could. The she-kit flopped onto the much more comfortable, much warmer moss bed, rubbing her paws together to generate heat.  Her breath fogged up in front of her. 

Nymphkit licked her paws in embarrassment before spotting a lone tabby she-kit facing away from her. She laughed nervously before delivering a tentative approach. 

"I guess...not all cats like the snow, haha. "

(This turned out a lot longer than what I expected it to be, whoops.)