Burnt padded along the frosty pavements. As he breathed out, his breath turned into mist. He decided to take a turn into the alleyway he was walking by, as he could most likely find some shelter from the cold there. Trembling upon his paws, he walked towards a small spot next to a big skip, and curled up.
(It's alright. Also, you have to post atleast 2 sentences, this is a semi-literate RP, okay?

Just a friendly reminder.)