Stone Circle Its getting cold

Ike woke to a surprise. The temperature outside was freezing, as it had been, but something else was happening. There were soft-looking small white flakes coming from the sky and landing on the ground, forming a thin layer. He tentatively stepped outside. The ground was freezing. Whatever the white stuff was froze his pads with a cold, wet, sensation. He shivered. The flakes were landing and melting on his pelt as well.

He turned his head up and felt them hit his face, kind of liking the sensation. Some landed on his nose. He opened his mouth and let them stick to his tongue. Ike had seen snow before, but he was much too young to truly remember it, or its name, as he was born in fall and was only 2-4 or so months during the last snow season.