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

The woman realised she could learn quite a bit from the chocolate wolf, and she had no reason to doubt the potential advice seeing how his technique held up to be true. But she too did not notice the trickles of blood hitting the snow, for at first she was too focused on giving her companion a grateful nod and soon after turned her attention towards the icy water.

Taking a few steps, Lenina dipped her head, neck reaching so her tongue could lap at the frigid liquid. Painfully cold, as she expected, but refreshing nonetheless. And within a couple of moments, she drew back with a hum of satisfaction. However, with her attention no longer focused directly onto Andr, it was easy for her grey eyes to catch the obvious contrast of color painted on the ground. So as she slowly lifted her gaze back to eye level, she voiced her concern.

"It seems you've cut yourself." With a quick motion of her head, she alluded to the fresh wound.

"I'm no expert, but I could help you take care of it, if you'd like."