Silver Creek Don't eat the red snow

@Aries here we go! PP permission to: Give ONE Bad wound, preferably a tear of some sort, a few bites, permission to pin her down. Though I'd like it to be stretched into a few posts <3

It wasn't as cold as the day before, though today there was a thick misting of snowflakes falling from the sky. The wetness and cold made it difficult to sniff anything out and so she found that she couldn't do anything useful. Instead she set off, wandering a bit away from the borders and singing loudly her voice startling in the eerie silence that surrounded the creek today.

Out of nowhere something fell upon her head and she yelped, shaking it off and stumbling backward before quickly realising it was snow. She shot an aggravated look toward the trees before setting off again, trying to figure out what to do with herself that day.