Swiftcurrent Creek from out of the smoke

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it seemed as if the fish were going to outsmart them both. but hosannah wasn't about to give up, even if she had to use every ounce of her energy to get one measly little fish. her hope of forging a tiny friendship with this stranger was put aside for the time being; if she was fortunate enough to gather enough to share, she would.

sputtering softly, hosannah felt her teeth begin to chatter because of the cold, but tried to force herself to linger among the cold creek water for as long as she could. she dove towards another fish, then another, but lifted her heat in defeat soon after, flustered and damp.