Big Salmon Lake i was excitied for winter, but now i hate it

So far the calm atmosphere had held up and the interaction seemed to be settled on friendly. Tense muscles relaxed as much as they could in the cold, and although Lenina kept her guard up, the woman refrained from being the tiniest bit hostile.

And then came another question. It made sense, the inquiry was fair and reasonable. It indeed seemed strange for her to venture out into the open during weather like this.

"I was thirsty." she stated plainly. "This was the closest source of water I've been able to find. But perhaps I will take your advice and direct my journey south."