There was a small lake, likely fed by some underground source, but it was frozen over at the top. Curiously, around the useless water source grew a small number of bushes laden down with some kind of shimmering fruit. Long-gone remains of dead trees were fallen around the area, Burrow trotting up to investigate one of the frozen trunks. Tapping it with his hoof, he frowned when the first wood they had discovered proved to be unusable for any sort of fire.