Frostbite pranced around in the snow, unaware of the dangers surrounding them. “Hehe this is so fun!” They cheered, diving face first into a pile of snow. The sky was shrouded with darkness. No light seemed to seep through. Frostbite poked their head out and giggled. After wandering too far from home and losing their family, they’ve decided to explore the world themselves. Poor little guy, they didn't know about I̷t̷…Frostbite sneezed, sending little snowflakes tumbling into the ground. They crawled out of the snow pile. “I-Its getting c-c-cold.” Frostbite whimpered. They glanced around for some sort of shelter. Nothing. Nothing but a vast forest of endless trees and the occasional rustling of bushes. Weird. Frostbite didn’t remember anyone else being in the forest. They coughed suddenly, sending something splattering to the ground. It was blood. They hacked again, coughing up more of the scarlet liquid. Everything hurts. “M-m-mama? P-papa?” They cried into the night. No response. Frostbite wobbled over to a tree but collapsed halfway into the snow. “I’ll j-just stay h-here for a bit. T-then I-I’ll f-find home…” they rasped. They closed their eyes and let the darkness surround them. The small cat woke up, feeling a warm sensation across their body. They leaped up “Mama! Pap-“ Frostbites cries of happiness trailed off when they took in their surroundings. They were still in the same forest they’ve always been. Frostbite sneezed again. “I’m warm now!” They cheered, jumping excitedly. They leaped around in the snow, laughing and giggling as they sent snow clumps rocketing away. Frostbite excitedly pawed at the snowflakes drifting down from the dark sky. They stopped suddenly and coughed. More blood splattered to the ground except this time, they didn’t feel any pain. Frostbite sniffed. What was happening with them? Blood dripped from their mouth and down their chin, staining the once white snow. They stared at the blood in fear. There was a rustling noise again but it was closer now. Frostbite needed to get out of here. The blood was attracting something. In one sudden move, they bolted north, weaving in between trees. They didn’t stop. They couldn’t. It would catch them… I may write more..?
