Ana took careful steps. Now that the storm had passed and the crags covered in snow, some places it was difficult to see where the breaks in the rock were. If something gave to much under her weight, she chose a slightly altered path. And so, she trudged along more awkwardly than usual. Her ears were laid back most of the time in an attempt to protect them from the cold, though a sound drew her attention.

Her ears perked up as she looked over the top of the snow. A bark. She listened intently and heard the voice calling out not long after. Someone trapped after the storm. Her yellow eyes grew wide for a moment. What could she possibly do? No, she had enough balance and maneuverability that she could help dig the stranger out. It would be a cruel way to die, trapped under the snow. The voice might have been joking, but being trapped in the snow? Not likely, she told herself. "Hang on," she said, testing the snow ahead of her for any give near the small opening Abel had managed to create.

It wasn't long before the found the break. The patchwork female adjusted her paw position slightly. "It may take a bit..." the healer added a bit tentatively as she did what she could to dig at the snow and keep her balance while dislodging more snow for the wolf trapped below. Ana couldn't see enough to the male to even guess why he was stuck. Her immediate thought was a broken leg as some the snow gave way, causing her to lose her balance a bit and end up splayed on the cold snow and rock for a moment. The three-legged female righted herself, returning to her paws. "I think that's enough," though her voice was a bit skeptical, "Try and climb out if you can."