Broken Antler Fen cherimoya

She drew alongside Teya, watching, learning. It was fascinating, the way she breached the ice. Beautiful, to see water well up like that. She longed suddenly for a spring she'd never seen, and yearned for the winds to turn warm again.

She nodded, and peered down. All she saw was water—until a shadow passed over the hole, quick and sinuous. Oh! Lilitu exclaimed softly, startled enough that she nearly lost her footing. But she didn't, and continued to stand on watery limbs, leaning further down. Her nose began to run again; snot dripped upon the surface of the water, disturbing it.

Another shadow, and she lurched forward, into the water, jaws snapping. She felt her teeth hit something, and emerged, eyes wild in triumph.

I dih ih, I dih ih, I— 

Something wasn't quite right. She dropped her kill and looked down, and felt immense embarrassment as she found herself staring at a slimy old chunk of wood, lifeless and not at all fishy.