Heron Lake Plateau Breakaway

At first it didn't seem like anything was happening.  Digging noise was happening, sure, but it took a few moments before Vasa realized maybe she should close her eyes now.  At some point a chunk mini-avalanched on to her, and she shook her head to try and knock it away.  Yeah, she ended up a little bit frosted.  Flocked like a Christmas tree or something.  Vasa looked a little sour for like a second or two -- but at least Owen wasn't around -- but hey, the rescue was ongoing.

It wasn't like she enjoyed being hauled around by her scruff any more.  She was getting a little big for that.  Like months ago.  Her front legs splayed outwards a second before her brain caught up and started trying to get her out of the snow, helping herself along as best she could.  At some point the ground had to become less fluff and more solid, though, otherwise Finley was secretly a wizard or Jesus or something.