Saga chased after the woman as she crested the hill, saw what had become of her, and tried to stop so that she wouldn't meet the same fate as her companion, but alas, as the Tainn's heels dug into the snow, she began to slide.
Thankfully, the monochrome wolf didn't end up going full snowball mode, but she certainly found herself skidding, and clawing helplessly at the ice and snow the entire way down. Once safely at the bottom, Saga couldn't help but plop her rear-end into the powdery snow, her sides heaving with laughter as much from the not-really-near-death-experience as the ridiculousness of it all. "That could've gone better."