When the Snow Falls

This is my first fanfic. Please R&R. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.

-Prologue-

A snow-white she-kit lay in the window of a dark blue house with white
trim. The kit looked at the well-kept yard. The grass was short and a
brilliant green color. How she wished she could go out there and feel
what the grass felt like. Trees surrounded the great looking yard. No matter which
window the kit went to, the trees were there. Their green leaves also
called to her. How she wished she could go out there and bat at the
falling leaves. Or try to catch them as they fell to the dirt.
"Hey Angel, Whatcha doing?" the white kit turned her head to the wooden
floor where a black tom-kit stood. There were plastic mice scattered
around him. "I was just looking outside Koko." The black kit jumped on the
piece of wood that sat next to the window. Curiously, he looked outside.

"Boooorrrrriiiiinnnnng. Come play with me" Koko mewed. He batted his sister's ear and
jumped down to where three mice were.

"Not today. I am a bit tired." Angel replied before she started to lick
her fur. Koko, who was hurt that her sister refused to play with him,
understood that when she was tired, she needed to be left alone. Picking
up a mouse, he darted across the wooden floor, pretending to dodge
invisible obstacles.

Angel stopped her licking to watch her brother run like a crazy cat
across the floor. Yet, her eyes drifted around the room. They were in a
small room with light brown walls. Many cat toys were scattered about.
Against a wall were many "cat trees" her mother had called them. Any cat could easily climb to the roof and jump to the next one. However, she
didn't like to play, not like her brother. Ever since she had opened her
eyes a moon ago, she just wanted to stare at the wonderful scenery
outside. On the opposite side lay the three nests. One of the nests was her
fathers, a pure black tom three times the size of her. She held a murr
of laughter; seeing how weirdly her father was sleeping. He laid on his back,
his legs moving back and forth as if he were chasing something. Next to
his, her mom lay in hers. She was a pure white cat that looked a lot like her.
Angel could see her slow breathing, clearing enjoying her dream as well.
Of course, her and her brother's nest was next to her mothers. Though any
cat would think it was just her bother's, the way he took up so much room.

Angel slowly turned her head back to the window. The gentle wind moving
the tree branches made her sleepy. She slowly put her head on her paws
and closed her eyes. Sleep came instantly.