A blizzard blew outside the wooden shack. The cold was like a dagger, striking through the heart of the little snowy white kitten. She was a tiny bundle,covered with a sky blue blanket and hiding in a birch cupboard. Leaves blew off,too heavy for the poor trees because of the mountain of snow on each one. The kitten had a meow as sweet as a rose, and a heart of gold but nothing could stop her adventuring. There was a hidden path in the snow,but where does it go to?