Noctisardor Bypass Nothing's gonna hurt you the way that words do.

The cold of the water was different from the rest of winter. It seeped in to her fur and numbed her skin almost immediately, slicking the ochre-brown of the fur along her belly and limbs against her reedy figure. 

The plunge shocked her more than the feeling of the water but the fall itself, which Indra had not seen coming at all, caused the biggest reaction: a squawk, during which water slapped her in the face and coated her tongue, then the back of her teeth.

Something hard pinched at her shoulder and drew her away from the cold, next. Hoisted away from the awful feeling, Indra was brought to earth and as she sat there beside the older girl, completely baffled by it all, she stared wild-eyed at Druid and then let out another wail, this time complete with tears. 

Its so c-cold! She stammered, and curled up tightly against Druid the way she might seek her mother's warmth in a crises. Her tears were overwhelmingly hot against the cold of  everything else.