It #pic1000 pictureprompt by the #freewritehouse source
In the picture, the cat is a black and white. She is walking in fresh white snow. There are snow clods upon its fur, and particularly upon its back.
I feel about picture, The cat is bright, stand erect on his legs, with enquiring eyes. Its paws are partly buried in the snow making little tracks and the snowy background appears cold and silent.
Story about picture, The snow was more than cat had imagined, cold on its paws and exciting yet with it all. Every move was an inch graduate, an indication of courage in a silent white world. Snow fluttered on its black fur like stars on black sky. Eyes awake hunted blankness in search of adventure, no prey. At that moment of froth the little cat was daring to venture into a great kingdom of winter all by herself.