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    Snowkit squealed as the snow hit him. It was so cold and it made him shiver. He would definitely never live up to his name. "I luns dem fwom da olda kits." Snowkit told his mother.

    Pichiciegokit looked around the camp. He padded up to Chocolatemousse.
    "Why deh all leavens?" He asked his little eyes wide.
    He then padded off towards something else.

    Specklefur padded out of the den toward the gathering. "You guys having fun?" she asked, looking at them all. Of course they were! It was nice get out of the cramped den once in a while, and the snow must have been pretty interesting for them.

    Springkit came after Speckefur, the little white kit bounding gamely through the snow but uttering little squeals as the cold hit his paw pads. "Eeee! Hai!"He chirped with a grin to all the cats around him.

    <blockquote>Duskykit giggled at his brother's obvious dislike of the cold snow. The sound of squeals behind him distracted the tom from farther bothering his siblings, and he gave Springkit a small smile. Kits were so much less frightening than warriors. For a moment he hesitated, and then with an unsure look on his face he playfully through some snow towards Springkit.</blockquote>

    Chocolatemousse purred a greeting to the newcomers happily. "Having fun," she mewed. The queen turned back to Snowkit. "Wow! Such language! I'm surprised I haven't gotten wind of it before!"

    "Yep," Snowkit giggled. "So whats macks wawyas gay?" The little red tom-kit had pondered this and wodnered why they did that.

    Cyankit and Echokit hopped out of the nursery. "Woah....", Echokit examined. "All white out here"


    Cyankit nodded, "Yup"

    Ochrekit had followed his relatives out and looked at all the white snow. "Its so pwettyful!" Ochrekit exclaimed loving the wide that covered everything.

    "Warriors..." Chocolatemousse laughed at Snowkit's question. "Well...It's their mind. Their personalities. I don't exactly know, dear."

    "Oh," Snowkit mewed not really understanding a lot of things, yet. He thought it was because liked licking all over other warrior's bodies, but that didn't make sense, sicne warriors shared tongues all the time.

    Chocolatemousse stretched out her thin body, and then padded over to the fresh-kill pile. She selected a mouse off the top, and then offered it to Duskykit and Snowkit. "I think you're big enough to eat fresh-kill now, dears."

    Snowkit wasn't to interested, but he tried a little nibble. Only being about a moon or so old he could only eat it in small little nibbles, but it did taste yummy. "Yummy in my tummy!"

    "You're gonna grow up to be a rhymester!" Chocolatemousse praised the red tabby affectionately. "If you need any help with that, I can mince it down for you, dear." The tortoiseshell then got another piece of fresh-kill, a blackbird, and plucked some feathers off. With one paw, she tossed one toward Snowkit as if offering him to play with it.

    Snowkit started laughing, but quickly went into fight mood when his mom tossed a feather over. He pounced at it, but ended up rolling towards his mother when the feather had soared high into the air.

    Chocolatemousse tossed another hand-ful of feathers toward Snowkit. "Come on," she mewed. "There's plenty over here!" She took a bit out of the blackbird hungrily.

    Snowkit laughed as all the feathers were thrown into the air and he quickly batted a few of them down to the ground with a smile.

    "You can practice your warrior skills with feathers, Snowkit," Chocolatemousse told him. She dipped her head again, and took another bite out of the bird.