A little snippet from today's writing

So this is what I wrote today, the beginning of my (untitled) MG historical fantasy.

Chapter 1

Sisep couldn't stop shivering as she stood knee-deep in the cold river. Blisters covered her small hands. She couldn't let go of the wood post she held to pick the splinters out of her fingers, either, since the post was holding up part of the river fence. Her village needed the fence to stay up so that the adults a few steps away from her could harpoon the fish.

However, she was cold and hungry and really, really sore. The sun was already high in the sky. Sisep only had a small piece of smoked eel since first meal, and that meal was only some raspberries and trout.

"I'm tired of fishing," Sisep complained, her shoulders slumping from having to stand all day. "I want to play."

When Muwin, Sisep's mother glared at her, she felt her cheeks flush. She didn't mean to say the words out loud. She grimaced and looked down at the murky waters that surrounded her feet.