Meet me into the unknown

Thinpaw stretched from her den as she looked outside, she saw that it was snowing and the ground was covered with snowflakes. She groomed herself and walked out, she looked around and bounced over to the fresh-kill pile as if she were a kit. She grabbed a magpie and sat next to a spot that had leafs on the ground and no snow. She slowly began to eat her magpie and look at the evening sky.