Qeya River She can ruin your faith with her casual lies

Lilia was a keen individual, who noticed when her supervision began to become more relaxed. Growing more and more independent, she began to push her boundaries, keeping out of Raelle's periphery so she might do so without being tattled on. But one day, she strayed too far- and found herself roving an area much lower in altitude, much warmer. 

She spent the night by herself, huddled. Still trying to convince herself that this area was still within their domain, though she had left her glacier home. The next day was stiflingly hot, and her stomach began to snarl and growl. The flies buzzed about her, annoying her, and the heat from the sun at noon was too hot on the dark fur of her back. Seeking refuge, and not knowing any better, she found solace in a river.

She waded in up to her elbows, slipping on the rocks, gritting her teeth against the cold. She could see the blue tinge of glacial water and knew she couldn't be too far from home...Once her legs had adjusted to the temperature, she sank down onto her belly so that the water came up to her chin. She sighed in relief. The dark fur of her shoulders had felt as though it was burning in the sun- now, at least, she felt better. She wasn't sure how long she could stand it for, and she would not go into the deeper waters- they ran far too fast for her to trust she could battle the current. But in the shallows, she could at least allow her skin to cool a bit.

Still uncomfortable with ravenous hunger, she began to lap at the waters, hoping it might quell the angry, hungry feeling in her stomach.