Two Rivers Isle the midnight organ fight

Bat was pretty bored of winter already. Sure, snow was fun, at first. The novelty had worn off by now. She was tired of feeling so cold all the time. She yearned for the days of summer. She imagined she would practically live in the lake. Maybe she would eventually turn into a fish, like her namesake. The thought made her chuckle, a burst of water vapor streaming from her muzzle and reminding her of summer's distance.

"Let's blow this Popsicle stand," she said to @Tegan, not actually paying attention to whether he'd heard or was following as she slipped and slid down from the plateau, striking northwestward. She quickly hit the shore of the nearer of the twin rivers. It was frozen and covered in a powdering of snow, with slick patches of exposed ice here and there. Bat hesitated. The river was a lot narrower and likely shallower than a lake. Maybe she could try some of the tactics she'd learned from Tzila to test the solidness of the water's glaze.