Snow is something Monoyoshi finds utterly fascinating. First off, he’s never seen snow while he was a sword because it simply doesn’t snow in Kyoto, Osaka or Edo/Tokyo. It would rain & it would get cold as winter came but there would never be actual snow. So by chance that the group were to move upward north in Japan to a place where it does snow, Monoyoshi would most likely look upon the fluff of white with both confusion & curiosity. Confusion because it looks fluffy on the surface, but it crunches when he steps upon it. Not to mention it is so frightfully cold that he can’t hold it for more than a minute before the nerves in his hand shrieks at him to let go. But that’s what makes the white so curious, it is white like him but he does not see himself ever fading within it like he would consider Tsurumaru to do. And it’s so fleeting of an object, not to mention it can’t be replicated no matter how hard he tries. So he wants to understand it but he never will. So this leaves him getting all excited when the drops of white come falling from the grey sky & even if it happens to be cold, he wants to go around prancing in it. It’s evanescent afterall, who knows when the white that captures so much of his attention will come to fade. But until it does, he’ll be making a lot of snow rabbits (along with other objects) & inviting the other swords to come join him outside in the crispy cold world, where his mind feels all the more clear.