Lonely kit by the icy water (o)

It was Ivykit’s first time out of the nursery. He was paw-deep in snow, and his whiskers felt frosty and ice-cold as he raced past the snow, sending splatters of it into the air. Suddenly, he stopped running as he arrived at the lake part. He set a paw above the icy waters; it wasn’t water, it was all frozen ice! Suddenly, he placed his other three paws afoot the lake, and he slipped with all his legs outstretched. "Woahhh!" he mewled as he laid face flat on the ice. He regained himself, looking back at ThunderClan territory; it wasn’t too far. He was on his paws, trying not to slip. Wow, to think he hated snow and ice at first. The sun stretched above the sky, and his black pelt shone in it. He gasped at the view; it was way better than the dark, gloomy nursery. He ran across the ice, trying not to slip, but there was an occasional trip.