[elswhere]

The harsh mountain wind buffeted Sun's fur, he padded along the cliff, welcoming the fresh snow. He loved the snow! It was his favorite thing other than birds. Oh how he wished to fly some day! He had been dreaming about it, despite knowing that it was impossible for a cat to fly.

The large norwegian cat trotted over to a rock, crouching apon it in the a tree's shade. His eyes caught something, a fiery amber gaze. Who was that?

@-Skyfall-