The sight of Hal hopping through drifts nearly as tall as her made the boy grin, lowering his chin to allow his friend to bump her muzzle with his. A rumbling sound came from his chest in reply, glad that she was okay after the hellish storm that had swept through the territory. "D'y hear that?" she exclaimed, and he lifted his head. Auds swiveled this way and that and his nose twitched, taking in the sights and smells around them trying to pinpoint the sound she might have heard. Then, he heard it too. A faint scratching and the muffled sound of voices coming from somewhere nearby. The pair seemed to realize just what it meant at roughly the same time, Hal’s jaw dropping into an ‘O’ and his brows raising in surprise.
A silvery woman appeared who he’d yet to meet, instructing them harshly to start digging. His nose crinkled slightly, but he relaxed and shook it off, pushing through the drifts to where the woman was digging. They were joined shortly by a salt and pepper woman who began to aid them, the boy beginning to dig his paws into the snow and shoving backwards with strong movements. Snow flew behind them as they worked, his muscles pulling taunt and releasing and his breath billowing from his desaturated maw in clouds. His paws were slowly growing numb, but still he pressed on. If they were sealed in, there was no telling how long they had until they began to suffocate. This, however, he could not voice out loud to his friend.