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It was a day like any other in winterclan, a chilling breeze blowing all around while inside camp bodies moved about taking care of their duties, or sitting with friends sharing tongues. It was a beautiful day, but to Enchantedkit every day was full of beauty, she enjoyed the blanket of white that enveloped her home as well as the hustle and bustle of those around her. The dainty blue-grey she-cat sat just outside of the nursery, her pelt dappled with lightly fallen snowflakes and her bright ocean blue eyes gazing wistfully to the sky, round with awe.
"So pretty..." The soft words nearly melted into the breeze, just as soon as they left her lips. She often wondered if any of her clanmates felt the same way she did, did they see the same lovely world that she saw? As the thoughts fluttered through her head she began to smile.
One could ask how someone who despised snow would end up at Winterclan, but Stellarkit would just reply with a 'the same as anyone else'. He wasn't quite used to the cold yet, and especially not used to snow. Royalty shouldn't have to go cold, after all, and Stellarkit was royalty. So, as he stepped out of the nursery, his golden eyes looked skyward and he sighed. "Ugh, snowing again," he muttered, his mood already starting to dampen. But this was nothing unusual in a clan called Winterclan, and royalty shouldn't complain about something like the weather. His father definitely wouldn't let something like this get to him.
The sound of a sigh from near by caused her head to lower, her blue eyes landing on the source, Stellarkit. Hmm, does he not like snow? his comment suggested it, though it was more a complaint than a mere comment the way he said it. "Are you alright?" She want sure if he even noticed her, her coat was covered in flakes, camouflaging her for the most part with their surroundings, only her dark icy blue eyes standing out.
