Freya cocked her head in confusion. Then it dawned on her what was wrong with Shay. Water!
Freya did the first thing that came to her mind, melt some snow. Quickly she dug a big enough hole in the ground and then she carried a few mouthfuls of snow over to the hole, dumping it in. Closing her eyes she focused on her task. She felt the warmth of her inner flame leave her body and travel to the snow, melting it down.
“There,” Freya nodded to Shay, letting her know she was done. “Drink. Now.”