Hera was in a part of the Wardwood she had never seen before. Or it at least felt like it! The young doe had never seen snow before, yet whiteness frosted the leaves and ground.
She stuck a hoof in a drift, yanking it back as it sunk in. She stared at it for a moment.
What amazing stuff! She had to see what she could do with it!
With a bound, she leapt into the snow, letting the cold stuff splash around her.
All right! This was fun!
She gave the drift a kick, sending gobs of snow flying into trees, where they splashed with a satisfying 'whumf' sound.
She meandered over and gave one a lick before looking at it thoughtfully.
Say.
She could do something fun with this.
Her tail flicked mischeviously as she flicked her ears, listening for someone to test her idea on. Surely there was someone nearby...?
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Koke loved winter. She loved the crispness of it, loved the snow and loved the feelings that arose in winter. This wasn't her first snow, nor her second, but it still made her frolic around like a yearling. She bounded through the drifts, splashing up snow, sticking her nose in mouse burrows, and generally enjoying the freshness of the day. 
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