[rising_heart]

The pale golden, marbled tabby she-kit trudged across the snow, looking for some kind of solace. Leaf-bare was wretched, and she'd traveled far enough. Her paws ached as she scanned the terrain, hoping to find shelter.

She spotted a crate, which moved only slightly, and flicked her tail as a response to it. Quickly, she bounded towards it, her long, lean legs quivering from aches and pains that wouldn't go away. She caught a glimpse of a white bundle, perhaps another kit, cuddled away in the snow.