The moon was bright, As if it was a pearl in the shadow drenched sky. In the forest it was beautiful. Looking up, The milky way was filled with wonderful stars, As if they where giving the moon company. Black paws crunched over the white snow, Disrupting the quiet night. An owl hooted out a warning, Ruffling the tree it was on as it shot off into the cold air. Lowering down to four legs, Reoko silently padded through the forest, Cold snow not fazing her thick fur. It was a lovely relief from the hot summer, Making her roll over and lye on her back, Staring up at the sky.