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Hawk-in-snow!

She might have gawked at him had she not been so focused upon reaching him. Only when she did, he curved around her. An easy feat when he was larger than her. Although she did not anticipate the way he was suddenly against her face.

A feeling of his damp nose against her wet cheek.

Hawk-in-snow. She timidly whispered. No need to be so loud when they were so near.

Sun ember. How apt that name felt with the heat in her face rising.