[dimi.]

Username: Hevno
Cat Name: Slatepaw Slatefrost
Clan: Fallen Skies
Rank: Cleric
Gender: Male
Age: 9 moons
Prompt: An icy, glowing white sheet had coated the ground, the entanglements of grass hiding beneath the surface. A small tom emerged from the cavern, his golden eyes fixated on the winter wonderland. He glanced over his shoulder, the whistling wind striking the cavern masking the sound of his movements.

"Yes..." He whispered beneath his breath, gently bounding forward into a pile of snow. He froze in his tracks, glancing over his shoulder again. "It's safe." He told himself before bounding forward, stopping at the base of an isolated oak tree. He pressed his paws against the snow harshly until it cracked, his paws sweeping the snow aside rhythmically.

Beneath the surface of the cracked snow was a pile of supplies; a coiled up ball of moss, and two sticks. With perked ears and a gaze full of intent, he sat up right, pulling the moss and sticks out of their cove. He exhaled hot air onto the moss until it could easily be twisted, eventually pressing it into a thick structure, similar to that of a moss bed in a warriors' den.

He then gently nipped at both sides, slipping the sticks inside the sides of the moss contraption for stability. There, he had made it; his bed of tumbling adventures. He moved towards the hill just behind the cavern, and with his front paws firmly planted in the moss bed, sprung himself forward.

Like a two-leg sled, he slid down the hill, his teeth gently digging into the moss to keep himself in place as he laughed. Once he stopped at the bottom, he slowly turned around to repeat the activity, when he saw one of the queens, Ruby, standing atop the hill.

"Uh oh..."

[stormzien]

Username: kiffell
Cat Name: Gullpaw
Clan: cascadeclan (for now)
Rank: apprentice
Gender: tom
Age: 9 moons
Prompt:

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[Sinful_Lies]

Username: Sinful_Lies
Cat Name: Sleekfang
Clan: Mudclan
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Age: 39 Moons

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Prompt:
Sleekfang walked over to her mate, Crowcall. "I hope it snows soon."

"Me too, the kits are excited for their first snow." Crowcall responded. The two curled up together.

Sleekfang woke up the next day to find the air was slightly colder, as she stepped outside she noticed the white frost falling from the sky. Excitedly she ran over to the nursery, sticking her head inside and calling out to Crowcall. The tom came out with the kits who were just as excited as Sleekfang. The cats played in the snow until the sun went down. All of their bodies ached and their paws were cold, but they couldn't have had more fun.

Sleekfang had loved to play in the snow since she was a kit. She had always lived her life to the fullest.

[~HєуRєι~]

Username: ~HєуRєι~
Cat Name: Nettlepaw (Nettlebreeze)
Clan: Beamclan
Rank: Youngclaw (Strongclaw)
Gender: Demiboy (dmab)
Age: 10 moons
Prompt:
Winter has always been filled with cold words and memories for Nettlepaw- at least before they joined Beamclan. Although sickness rampant early on in their arriving, that didn't snuff out the warm energy of most of the cats in their new clan. Being young, Nettlepaw spent most of their time within the nursery, with the den-mother Ravenmist. Ravenmist was kind and had a motherly instinct that Nettlepaw was needing. During nights were Nettlepaw couldn't sleep, they often found their den-mother awake, though slightly confused as to why. One night they asked to be told a story.

Ravenmist took a while to respond, almost disappointing Nettlepaw to the point that they turned away and nearly slipped into slumber until she started speaking of a cat with piercing blue eyes. She had spoken of him as though she knew him, but never really said as much. She called him 'Frost', a cat with a pale cream body but striking black stripes on his face and limbs, accented by a blue-grey and a colorful ice gaze. This character of Frost was distrustful, cold, sarcastic- but still someone a young cat, such as Nettlepaw, would look up to.

The much darker den-mother spoke of his life, his adventures over the coming days. Each night was a new chapter for Nettlepaw, and it almost made them not want to attempt to sleep. A few nights into the chapters, Ravenmist introduced a new cat- a molly with a coat as dark as the night sky with silver streaks like comets. The pair fell in love within the story, despite their differences. They were close- and Ravenmist almost looked solemn yet happy talking about it. Nettlepaw hung on every word, and insists that maybe they will find someone like Frost. Ravenmist always smiles at the notions- "maybe". [300/300]

[I Like Bees]

Username: I Like Bees
Cat Name: Skykit
Clan: PetalClan
Rank: Kit
Gender: Female
Age: 2 Moons
Prompt: [300/300]
"One, two, three... Leap!" A gray blur flew through the air, landing a tail length away from its starting point. There was a moment of silence, followed by the same count and blur of fur.

"Hey, Skykit!" a voice chirped.

Skykit's small head appeared above the snow. "Hey, Sagepaw!" she replied, smiling. "Careful where you step!"

"Oh.. Thanks?" Sagepaw paused, sitting down and tucking her cream-furred tail over her paws. "What're you doing?" she asked.

Skykit's eyes widened. "You mean you don't know?"

Sagepaw tilted her head to the side curiously. "Know what?"

Skykit gasped, amber eyes widening further. "The snow!" she squeaked. "The snow is going to eat us all!"

Sagepaw's face twisted as she tried to hold back her laughter. "Do explain," she prompted.

"You see," Skykit explained, "I was just walking along, minding my own business, when all the sudden--" The kitten raised her front paws and slammed them down with a crunch of snow. "-- Bam! The snow collapses and tries to swallow me whole!"

Sagepaw purred in amusement, then quickly shifted her expression to a mask of worry when Skykit glared at her. "Uh... That sounds horrible, and I'm glad you're alright. But why are you jumping around like this?"

"I'm only stepping in the bigger cats' pawprints, because those spots are safe." Skykit nodded confidently. "No hungry mouths hiding under this snow."

Sagepaw shook her head, smiling affectionately at the kitten. "Well, thank you for the warning, Skykit. I'll be sure to keep an eye out for any hungry snowbanks while I'm out hunting." Sagepaw stood, waving her tail in a silent goodbye as she left for her patrol.

"Well that's just great," she heard Skykit mutter behind her. "I'm all out of pawprints! I'll never make it to the fresh-kill pile at this rate!"

[Wet Bread]

Username: Wet Bread
Cat Name: Wobblepaw
Clan: Brightclan
Rank: apprentice
Gender: she-cat
Age: 8 moons
Prompt:
Wobblepaw likes to go to the shallow stream in the middle of winter, once it has finally frozen over. The ice is solid enough to hold the smaller creatures, such as squirrels, that cross it but when Wobblepaw sets foot on the ice, there's a satisfying crunch as the ice sinks down and cracks, allowing water to pool around her paws. Wobblepaw spends quite a bit of her time doing this, enjoying both the feeling of the ice sinking around her and the noise it makes. She'll often do this until her paws go numb with the chill of the water. Sometimes, Wobblepaw gazes off to the lake and wishes she could watch a giant paw sink into it with a satisfying crunch.

[Goner.]

Username: Goner.
Cat Name: Bluepaw
Clan: Autumnclan
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Gender: Female
Age: 9 Moons
Prompt:

Though Bluepaw isn't very fond of the snow in general, she is a very determined apprentice and would do anything if she'd be helping Sapphireleaf. She loves going on long quests to find herbs needed to treat cats. It's difficult and exhausting, but what's life without a little adventure? Digging through the snow, running across frozen rivers. It's the best to her. She loves seeing Sapphireleaf's big smile when she comes back with the herbs she needs. That makes up for the cold journeys.

[houndjaw]

username: houndjaw
cat name: wolf
clan: valeclan
rank: tenderfoot
gender: trans tom
age: 11 moons

prompt:
"is it time to roll the snow yet?" puddle mewed anxiously, bouncing from side to side in the cramped den.

wolf shrugged him off with a giggle. "let's see if it's deep enough! it snowed a lot last night." he slunk outside, and was blinded by the sheet of white that blanketed the hollow. the two toms let out a shared breath of exclamation before sprinting forward. the snow had reached halfway up their legs overnight.

after a moment of running around, wolf stopped and turned to puddle. "okay, now i'm going to teach you how to roll the snow!" with that, he began creating a snowball by packing it down into a sphere. after forming it to the size of a rabbit, wolf paused to catch his breath. "okay," he mewed. "your turn, puddle!"

the smaller tom imitated wolf's process, but his snowball seemed more...lumpy, with less composition. he frowned, a bit dejected, but wolf quickly nudged his shoulder in reassurance. "it gets better with practice! let's try again, and then we'll stack them!"

so the two went about rolling snowballs until they perfected the process, then precariously managed to balance one on top of the other. wolf and puddle then scavenged the camp for decorations to cover their creation. their findings resulted in two long, spindly sticks for arms, several small stones arranged in a face, small dried vines to drape along the middle, and a massive round pine-cone as the centerpiece nose.

the two tenderfoots sat back after completing their creation, giggling as other cats passed and stared in confusion. wolf grinned from ear to ear, happy of his winter snowman.

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[Elliad.]

Username: Elliad
Cat Name: Oceanpaw
Clan: Thornclan
Rank: Warrior Apprentice
Gender: Male
Age: 6 Moons
Prompt:

Waterpaw was a very nervous cat, preferring to keep to his own company. However, when the snow came during leaf-bare, so would his confidence. He would feel more daring to go out ahead of his mentor, not hiding behind her whenever they went anywhere unfamiliar.

A small grey cat hid along the branch of the tree, trying carefully to stay still as he balanced himself next to the snow that coated the end of the branch. He listened carefully as his mentor called out his name, keeping his mouth shut and himself still, trying to hide his scent.

"I know you're around here, Waterpaw!" the she-cat shouted as the apprentice giggled.

"I wonder where my apprentice gone? Is he under this twig? No. Behind this Bush? No. Well, he just must have gone back to camp."

As the she-cat stepped underneath the tree, Oceanpaw leaped forward, shaking the branch as the snow fell off, landing with a thud onto his mentor. She let off a shriek followed by a laugh, shaking her fur as she looked up.

"Again?" she shouted up at him as he giggled, leaping down the tree and running to find his next victim.

[wolfpack12]

Username: wolfpack12
Cat Name: Flintpaw, Flintstep
Clan: Crescentclan
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Tom
Age: 7 moons
Prompt:

Cautiously, the young tom picked his way around his sleeping denmates. Being careful on not to wake any of them up as he exited the den's entrance. Once outside he felt a small grin appear on his face as a single white fleck landed on his nose.

Fighting back the urge to sneeze, Flintpaw crouched down in the thin layer of snow that had been gathering in his clan's camp. His eyes watched the falling flakes of snow with a mix of eagerness and awe. Before launching himself toward the nearest snowflake and swiping a paw at it. When it melted in his paw, he lunged at another one.

Catching snowflakes in the early mornings, was honestly something that Flintpaw would rather keep a secret. Since he knew he would never hear the end of it if any of his fellow apprentices caught him acting like a kit.

Upon pouncing on his latest 'victim', the young tom heard something behind him that made him freeze.

A warm chuckle. One that was familiar.

" Having fun there Flintpaw?"

Flintpaw felt embarrassment flood through him as he turned around to face his mentor, Stormwing. Who happened to be making his way over to the apprentice. A sheepish chuckle left his throat as he met the older tom's gaze." Uh, yeah?", he replied. Watching as the long haired tom came to sit down beside him and stare up at the sky.

" Mind if I join you?"

The apprentice blinked in surprise, before smiling as his mentor gave him a playful nudge." Sure! Whoever catches the most snowflakes has to give up their food to the winner!", he replied. Before lunging towards the nearest snowflake in order to get a head start over his mentor.

Determined to be the winner of their little game.