"Uh, alright...you go ask her." Honeycloud was too embarrassed to admit she was scared of Icicle, just a tiny bit.
The sun was setting. Sprucetail saw a vole out of the corner of its eye. It was eating some blueberries from a wild patch near the shore of the marsh. But it was on the other side.
"Let's cross the river," Sprucetail said. "Be careful now. This is the river that Acornfall perished in. We'll cross the deep, slow part though. As long as you can swim, we're okay." He paused a moment. "You can swim, right?" He laughed.