Shanna fed the dragon, then wolfed down some food herself. Once they were both fed and rested, she led the dragon into the stream and urged it onward. The dragon growled softly, playfully, its tail lashing before it sprang forward and began to wade upstream happily, dealing with the current and rocks and debris like they were nothing more than mild amusements.
By the time they stopped, the sun was high in the sky but mostly covered by clouds threatening more snow. Shanna got them fed and rested again, then resumed the journey, though this time she veered out of the stream and headed deeper into the dense, quiet woods.