Username: Wet Bread
Clan: BrightclanRank: apprentice
Name: Wobblepaw
Gender: she-cat
Age: 8 moons
Prompt:Wobblepaw had yet to see leafbare, this was her first. She had vague memories of her mother telling her about snow as a kit. Wobblepaw was amazed by the idea of snow, but her sister, Weeble was the one most excited about it. All she ever wanted was to see the snow and play in it with her sister. After all, they were inseparable. However, now the first snow was here, and Wobblepaw was experiencing it alone.
She'd woken up early again, hoping to have some time to hunt alone before the rest of the clan woke up and she was surrounded by others again. To her surprise, the cold that greeted her outside the den wasn't just the frost in the air. She was surrounded by soft, white piles of snow, blanketing the camp. Wobblepaw observed the snow with amazement, noticing the imprints her paws left and how cold and wet it felt. More flakes were falling slowly from overhead. The snow made the day dreary but somehow beautiful.
Wobblepaw sneaked out of camp, heading for the meadow, where the snow would still be smooth and untouched, She sat back as she watched the snow fall here and wondered if Weeble could see this from Starclan, or whatever afterlife rogues were sent to. Did she think it was as beautiful as she dreamed? Wobblepaw hung her head in shame and grief, suddenly wishing she could bury herself in the snow. Of course, Weeble would think it was beautiful. If only she were here to touch it.