Qeya River Chapter one - Page 2.

Blonde fur collapsed at the edges of a bursting, frigid river. Out of breath, weak. tired.

Soft pads slipped over wet rocks, her chest leaned desperately down as she drank from icy waters. Parched from travel, and from running she'd not ever intended to engage in, she drank until her throat was chilled to a slight sting. Better than dying. And!

Well..

Would you look at that! If you asked her, she was looking like a real warrior now. What kind of story was that? A cool one. In her head, she mimicked a terrible attempt of an old man.

Youuuunggg Saga!
Chased through the snow-bitten fields,
powered towards the frozen waters.
On hairs, she survived and welded
the confidence back into her heart!nulll

Something like that. Maybe it wasn't that dramatic. Saga also realized she was talking mildly to herself, and melted down to lap awkwardly, quickly at the river until she couldn't. "It's okay. I chose a bad direction. Who would've thought that cold would bring me to cold waters. With ice. Of COURSE it would, Saga.." But boy, wasn't it pretty? After a frown, she quickly smiled again to wag her tail at the ice.