It's cold outside[Cyrian fambam]

Not long after Juniper and Rivaxorus, a bundle of fluffy fur darted past Arian, mismatched eyes gleaming as Jasha jumped into the snow with no thought of how cold it would be. Instantly, a wail escaped his jaws, and he stared over at his mother. "It's cold, mom." It was; the snow was biting at his paws, and the bundle of russet ebony, and white seemingly pranced around, raising one front paw after the other in an effort to escape the stuff on the ground. The cold wouldn't stop his excitement, though; as he pranced too close to his mother, his ears pricked at the sound of water. He had heard it before, very faintly, but he had no image to connect with what his mother had called it. O-cean, maybe? Creeping forwards, Jasha looked at the edge of the water he could see. It looked fun; he wanted to go over there, but a glance at his mother would make him think otherwise. Still, that didn't stop him from calling for the two siblings that were already outside. "Juniiiiiiiii. Riiiiiiiiiv. Come look at the o-cean!" His tail was wagging wildly behind him as he stared at the ocean.