Golden Glade Only Miss The Sun When It Starts To Snow

Wanted to let you know that I, Belle, will be Kieran's new player! :3

He hated snow. It stuck to his paws and chilled him to the bone. It was thick and made an irritating 'crunch' sound when he stepped on it. "s'upid snaw." he muttered. The young pup was only just coming up to one month old, and his speech was far from perfect, but he was working on it. The cold didn't help though, it was always stinging his throat and it made puffs of air from his mouth all frosty and they looked like clouds.

He was wandering, not far from his family - just exploring. He liked exploring. It always intrigued him greatly when a new discovery was found, even if it was only a boring smooth stone. It wasn't boring to him. Kieran had a good imagination, but was awkward in social situations. He didn't like large crowds of wolves; he much prefered to wander aimlessly on his own.

He often crashed into things, however, as his eyesight was still poor. He was pretty clumsy; he tripped over his own paws a lot.