The Sentinels but hold the banner proudly, the truth will set us free

Then, the lil thing was gone. Aria froze, her heart pounding as she realized that the white witch had tumbled into the snow and rolled off- presumably not far. She waited only a moment for Lasher or Blue Willow to emerge from the den and, seeing as they didn't right away, she went after the little girl. She sniffed around quickly, doing her best to remain calm and collected, searching for the small babe. White eyes finally met the blue ones of the young thing, and she carefully nosed some of the snow from her belly and chest. 

She did not seem cold, actually quite content with the frozen 'pit' that she had collapsed for herself. The white girl smiled, a soft giggle emerging as she realized how thrilled she was to meet one of the Mayfair babies. Her tail wagged happily and she let out a gentle coo to the pup. "Deirdre, what are you doing out?" she murmured, lowering her head for the pup to perhaps paw at, or (with her baby senses) get a good sniff. "Do your parents know you're out?" 

She asked the questions without expecting a reply. She knew the puppy was incapable of speaking full replies at this age, if even words at that. She merely spoke for the pup to hear her voice, and for her own curiosity to be heard by the world. She glanced around the pup into the white surface. If the babe began to shiver, she'd scoop her up right away, but she could walk on her own (kind of) surely she could get a small peak at what the outside world was. 

"Snow," she said clearly, and repeated a couple time after. Unless the little thing rejected her completely, she kind of wanted to spend time with her- and keep her safe, ya know? She watched her curiously, watching for signs of danger from the cold and from any outside elements, a strange warmth growing in her chest.