Cat's pupils narrowed to slits as she glared at the falling snowflakes apprehensively. Snow, her long-time adversary, had returned at last. She'd dared to hope that after their last encounter, the freezing menace had been dealt with for good, but she knew better than rest easy.

She cautiously sniffed the air, preparing herself for battle. Snow threatened all she held dear, all that was precious and good. If Cat was unable to defeat it, it would spread over all the earth.

Her claws slid out of their sheaths; they were sharp, but not as sharp as she would like; the human had trimmed them recently in their monthly manicuring sessions. They would have to do. Growling a thunderous war-cry, she launched herself towards the fluffy wh

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