Short days and cold nights (open)

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    Nettlefrost blinked her eyes open, sun was streaming threw the WindClan warriors den. There was one other cat still asleep soundly in the corner but everybody was already out and on their duties. Despite the sun coming threw the den Nettlefrost felt stiff with cold. Trying to go back to sleep was not an option so she new that she had to get up and see if there was anything to do. Shaking the sleep out of her head she sat up and gave herself a quick lick as she ran her paws over her ears and whiskers. With an exaggerated stretch and yawn she blinked threw the sun as she peeked out of the den. The camp was frozen with frost, no snow yet but there was soon to be. Nettlefrost padded her way over to the freshkill pile and nodded to the cats chatting around it. Nettlefrost picked around with her nose and chose a decent sized rabbit out of the pile and began to dig in. She laid there engrossed in her meal and savoring as she licked her mouth.

    Fernshine, a golden tabby with green eyes, blinked the sleep away from her eyes. She padded out of her den and made her way to the freshkill pile. She found a nice fat vole, picked it up, and looked arounnd for a place to eat. Most of her usual areas were engulfed with snow, so when she saw Nettlefrost eating by herself, she padded over to her and droped the rabbit. "Mind if I sit here?"