The icy harshness of snow under paw and the frigid gale running through our pelts. It's what
we've adapted to, what we have become and ever will be. We are the cats of the cold, bitter winter,
with bodies designed to push through the most difficult of obstacles.
But what we face now, is inevitable.
Our own element is destroying us, changing us, separating us. FrostClan is tainted by other's insanity and grief
and the circumstances are pushing us to our very limits.
We must stand together, have warmth with the faith of survival, even when your body is numb. Although
scattered, some way in some how, our Clan will pull through- hopefully.
we've adapted to, what we have become and ever will be. We are the cats of the cold, bitter winter,
with bodies designed to push through the most difficult of obstacles.
But what we face now, is inevitable.
Our own element is destroying us, changing us, separating us. FrostClan is tainted by other's insanity and grief
and the circumstances are pushing us to our very limits.
We must stand together, have warmth with the faith of survival, even when your body is numb. Although
scattered, some way in some how, our Clan will pull through- hopefully.

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