Heron Lake Plateau Breakaway

Fin frowned when she heard Vasa's voice, but still couldn't spot her. It was at least reassuring that she could speak, and also that she said she was fine. But it wasn't until Finley spotted two little black triangles peeking out above the white that she began to laugh with relief. And with humor. Because it was kind of silly.

"I see that," Fin commented as she began to shark her way over, "Hold on, let's get you out of there." With some effort, she managed to shark a nice crevice in the snow over to where Vasa was buried. She figured as long as she was able to clear out the snow between herself and the pup, she could shark her way back to more level ground and Vasa could follow in the path she cleared. Assuming she didn't bury the kid in the attempt.

"Alright, you're gonna follow me, but keep your eyes shut for a second until I tell you when," she instructured before using her forelegs to start clearing away the snow that divided them.