So far clan life hadn't been half bad but this, this snow, it was the worst. Never in the entire time she'd been a part of the clan had the short haired she-cat wished for the nest of her old twolegs as she did now. Cold was not something she was accustomed to and would never have affected her back with the twolegs.
As she trotted back across the camp to the warriors den, shivering from her ears to her tail, Palewhisper cursed the snow under her breath. Such horrible stuff it was. Once back in the den, Palewhisper rushed over to her nest to curl up and continue to shiver out of the worst of the cold. She envied those cats with their fluffy coats, they must be so warm. Sitting there shivering, she couldn't think of any cat that could be colder than she was at that moment.
A few more curses escaped under her breath. Readjusting herself into a tighter ball she was sure that she was going to die from the cold. If only she wasn't so shy, then she could go join the other cats in their warm snuggles. Even though she'd been apart of the clan for awhile, Palewhisper wasn't close to any of her clansmates. Today she was regretting that fact more than anything.
HelMel