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Micoco: “Is that… rain?” Micoco stood by the window. She was a small cat with white and orange fur and big green eyes. She wore a green scout hat, slightly tilted between her ears. A small but full bag lay on her back. Her usual binoculars hung around her neck. Curiosity was her favorite emotion. The Young Girl stood beside her. She was a beautiful girl with neatly tied hair, fair skin, always slightly flushed cheeks, and a warm smile. She wore a thick sweater, her hands in her pockets. She was looking where Micoco was looking, and seemed just as excited. White dots were drifting outside the window. Silent, slow, and gentle… Today wasn’t an ordinary day. Today was the first time Micoco had seen snow. Micoco brought her nose close to the glass. Her breath fogged the glass. A single snowflake fell… then another. Micoco touched the glass with her paws. Micoco: “They’re flying…” The young girl smiled. The young girl: “They’re snow. Cold but soft.” Micoco tilted her head to the side. Her ears perked up. Her tail wagged curiously. They went to the door. The young girl adjusted Micoco’s hat and zipped up her bag. The young girl: “Are you ready, explorer?” Micoco paused for a moment. She looked outside. Everything was pure white. The world she knew yesterday looked completely different today. Micoco: “What if it gets cold?” Micoco: “What if my paws get cold?” The young girl bent down and held Micoco’s paws. Then we’ll go back.” “Explorations require a little courage.” The door opened. Cold air rushed in. Snowflakes landed on Micoco’s nose. Micoco jumped. She took a step. Her paws pressed down in a soft silence. Her eyes widened. Micoco: “Silent…” A snowflake landed on her whiskers. Another on her hat. Micoco laughed. Her tail wagged joyfully. She paused for a moment, looking at the Young Girl. Micoco: “Will this always stay?” The Young Girl shook her head. Young Girl: “No.” “But if you remember, it will always stay with you.” Micoco took a deep breath. The cold air made her shiver, but her heart was warm. Her hat was on her head. Her bag was on her back. And the first snowflake… was on her paw. And Micoco, for the first time in her life, learned how silent an adventure snow could be. ❄️🐾