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She was rapidly becoming a formidable small game hunter, yet this light, powdery snow proved to be a particular challenge. The instant she pressed her nose to its dusty surface and drew air in through her nose, a thousand tiny, cold crystals stung the sensitive olfactory flesh. She sniffed and snorted, drawing up slightly and shooting Sorceress a bemused glance across the clearing.

"Think I just snorted some fairy dust," she murmured to herself, then continued skimming, keeping her nose far enough away from the snow to avoid any other frosty inhalations. Unfortunately, this also prevented her from really effectively tracking with her nose and when she decided to keep her eyes peeled instead, she saw nothing but endless drifts of perfectly pristine powder.