Lost Creek Hollow Vivamus, moriendum est

Aaah... frozen solid rivers, lakes and ponds are a natural thing, where I live. Though I am never bold enough to walk on them. And - point taken - next thread, no more hunting. :)

Sarah was beelining (as much as it was possible with a heavy load) for the solid ground and let Treason know it too. "I would not bother taking it all the way back to hollow," she told her. "The combined weight could be too much for the ice." Which would also mean that it would not be wise to carry chunks of the kill back for everyone else to have. "I suggest we eat now - I think we deserve it - and invite the rest later. Perhaps, even find a safer pass over the river elsewhere," as she said this, she cast a superficial glance around the area, to see, if there was anything like that in the vicinity.