Berel found himself on a perilous precipice.
Well, strictly speaking — going by the dictionary definition, it was not exactly a precipice because it was not a cliff, it was a fence. He had gotten a bit overexcited after finding some gargantuan berries and fell asleep, and out of nowhere was now on the fence.
“Can anybody out there hear me?” he roared.
It was a long time before he was heard, and by then the snow was nearly melted. Fortunately, he didn’t go thirsty because of the snow!