a noble warrior's cold death

Snow falls everywhere,
The cold wind ruffles my fur,
The icy wind stings my eyes, is out searching for food
I shiver, and fluff out my fur.
A mouse searches for food.
I stalk it,
Pounce,
All my numb paws meet is cold snow...
That had been the only prey I'd seen in days,
And I missed it...
Suddenly I haer a crack.
I look up in fear, rooted to the spot.
I tried to run but I felt petrified.
The branch fell,
All I felt was immense pain all throughout my body,
The last thing I heard was a snap.
Then there was black.