Otter Creek memories

Maybe a Blackfeather due to proximity? Will close on the 30th if no one replies.

It seemed Amsu had meandered down from the mountains once again, this time on the other side. Now he stood at banks of a creek. Some parts of the water were frozen over, and some were still slow-moving slush. Definitely not the temperature to go for a swim. This saddened Amsu a bit. In the desert, any bit of moving water seen as precious and a cause for celebration. He vaguely remembered his childhood, splashing in a creek, or maybe the pond below a waterfall. He could not remember exactly. The memory was a happy one, regardless, and he was sad he could not now create a new one. Once the summer comes, he promised himself, and turned to head back towards the mountains.