The First and Last Snowfall
Staring at the Abbey grounds from a high window, I had a slight feeling of melancholy. Gone were the bright, warm summer days, and now even the trees lay bare without any leaves. A cool fall breeze stirred their branches. Dark grey clouds filled the sky overhead. It was much too cold for anybeast to be out; they were all safe and warm within the Abbey walls. I let out a soft sigh as I brushed my paw over the red sandstone window ledge. Everything outside was lacking its vibrant colour and life. It was all fading away as winter slowly approached.
"Ello, Wydran!" an energetic voice called out from behind me, stirring me from my thoughts and causing me to jump slightly. Turning, I saw who the source of the voice was: a young hedgehog dibbun named Oliver, who was standing in the doorway. He was wearing a little blue tunic that matched the colour of his big eyes, and had a white cord tied about his waist. He stared up at me with an enthusiastic grin on his face.