Redhawk Caldera And my nose is froze

Elwood struggled through the snow towards Liffey, trying to pinpoint her location to the best of his abilities. The deep powder muffled sound and had blanketed scents, making it nearly impossible to use his ears and nose effectively. And the visibility was low, as well, as snow continued to swirl around him in the air, landing on his eyelashes.

But suddenly, there she was, her grey pelt seeming darker against the whiteness, and then he felt her pressing herself up against him. There was a brief moment of warmth as their bodies collided, but it was short lived. Elwood embraced her, then asked, "Are you okay?" He barely gave her a chance to respond before saying, "We're blocked from the cavern. We can't get in. Is there anyone else out here that you know of?" Already, his logical brain was stowing his panic and fear into a neat little box in the back of his mind as he figured out what they needed to do.