AN: Okay, so I'm taking Misgiving Writer's 'Six Style Challenge', and the first one is a drabble. Never tried one of these, so it should be interesting.
A wind in the morning gray... mist flowing around the hills and valleys... the sun barely peeking over the mountains to the east...
The silver cat shivered against the cool, fur fluffed out for warmth. She gazed at the bit of the sun, figuring when it would come out fully. She looked back, over her shoulder, at the silent camp, where everyone she knew slept, waiting for full morning to be upon them.
AN: So, not counting the Author's Notes, this adds up to 100 words. And I must say, I really like it.
