Whitefish River the raven unfolded its wings and turned daylight into dark

she crept forward in the snow as the stark smell of water burst through the ice, and it only came to her then how parched she was.  she paced quietly in the snow behind him, ghosting forward and forward so that she might be able to steal a drink —

and then he turns, hackles raised to make the big beast seem even bigger (especially in relation to her).  his eyes flash with a hardness she'd seen once in her stay in the teekons, but it is tinged with something the other individual had probably never felt — fear.  he coils tightly, receding into himself before launching at her.

she yelps! as her legs skitter furiously to take her away from him, and as he charges she makes circles around this side of the river.

and then he stops.

reigi continues straifing, never still, but slows down and lets out a soft whine.  drink.  let drink.  thirsty.