Whitebark Stream beware signs are ignored

Sorry, this is short and terrible.

’Wow. Can I step on it?’ The voice Daylily heard was so innocent and curious that she was delighted. She moved through the trees towards the stream that had become her new home and saw a girl in pastel colors staring down at the ice in the stream bed.

Her eyes widened with fear and she called out, “I—I wouldn’t!” She rushed forward, afraid the girl wasn’t paying attention to her. “Your weight might be too much,” she continued. “You could break the ice!” Now she was very near the girl, her orange eyes still wide with concern. “Please, come away from there.”