Serpent Lake I walk a lonely road....

He made his way away from the Haunted wood, traveling for maybe a day or so before he came to a lake. It was beautiful here, a peace settling over his shoulders he had not known for a long time. 
He padded along the pebble beach, ears flicking at the sound of small crabs and crayfish scratching in their burrows. He tried pawing at the stones, but the earth was still too frozen to be of any help.  He found a fish, dead and frozen into the melting ice covering the water, and tore off what little bits he could.