Ice bowed his head as he drank out of the small stream, it was freezing but it felt good down his sore throat. After drinking for a few moments he lifted his head to the sky, it was just a bit rainy and he hoped there wasn't a storm coming. He didn't like the rain that much and if it rained a lot the stream would get higher and it would become harder to cross the stream.
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