Neverwinter Forest don't look ahead, there's stormy weather

Alas, her silken black ears pressed hard to her skull yet again, unable to help this woman when it came to knowledge of her lost Atlas. And then...

Both. She spoke, sullen and as such, turned her head up and away from the younger woman and out toward the dotted trees of the Glen beyond the open field. 

Sighing, she turns back to Meerkat. Here, let me help. It was the least she could do and so began digging at the snow in order to make a sort of ramp incline for Meerkat to try to make her way up and out easier.