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Druid wasn’t particularly fastidious about her appearance, though she didn’t enjoy feeling filthy. During summer, she had always given the muddy area known as Earthen Rivulet a wide berth. But when she ventured there today, she found it frozen solid underfoot and realized she needn’t avoid it any longer. In fact, it could become a great new fishing spot.

She bundled her gray haunches beneath herself and perched on the bank. If she looked straight across, she could see The Pharmacy. Druid only blinked in that direction before lowering her mismatched gaze to the chilly waters. Despite the nearly freezing temperatures and the hardened earth, the rivulet ran. She bent closer to its glassy, rippling surface, eyes peeled for any sign of life below.