Serpent Lake dulce

for @Arsenio <3

somewhere in the last storm, belen and her father had gotten separated. she did not much think of her mother; she expected zaira to be with him. the girl shivered as she trudged through the snow, but it was more to herself than anything. the glassblue eyes swept the ever-growing drifts. belen frowned. maybe the old bastard had meant to leave her here. he was a mean snake, came the ironic thought as the yearling traveled the nearby river, headed north.