Frostpaw pictured snow in his mind. The first thing he'd seen after being let out of the nursery was snow. It was white and blinding - amazing at first, but his eyes had been quickly drawn to red and orange leaves. There were only a few and they stuck to the trees despite the harsh breeze. They were rebellious and even as a kit, the resistance had impressed him. "I enjoy leaf-fall the most," the white apprentice told Nightpaw. Most cat hated the unpredictable weather of leaf-fall, especially with most of it being wet and dreary. "The color of the leaves," he explained. It wasn't the exact reason he loved leaf-fall, but it was a nice sight none the less and it wasn't a lie.
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