Sam huffed loudly, her teeth audibly clattering. She clung to Hatsu even tighter, shivering violently. "It better not be," she grumbled. "I'm not cut out for this weather." She continued to cling to her friend, hoping that she'd start to warm up eventually. Or that they'd be able to find shelter soon. Even with Tiresias stopping the wind, it was absolutely<span style="font-style: italic">freezing</span>. "Hatsu, you aren't warm enough," Sam said bitterly.<br/><br/>It seemed like her plans of finding a nice warm hiding place were going to be delayed. Sam glanced over at Death, who was clutching his side. Her eyes moved away briefly. She lost focus on their demonic leader, then she heard him say something. She opened an eye, only to find that Death was now a black cocoon on the ground. Hatsu seemed to snap out of a daydream, managing an eloquent, "Huh," to which Adeline immediately tossed forward a few theories.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"None of this provides an inkling of sense, one disaster just follows in the wake of another."</span><br/><br/><br/>Sam growled audibly, letting go of Hatsu and striding up to Death's cocoon. "All right. We can't just sit here we'll have to move," she called out in a commanding tone, addressing everyone gathered. She strode up to a tree and kicked it, which caused ice to explode off the trunk, along with the majority of the trunk itself. Sam caught the falling tree with both hands. She threw it oh-so-gracefully to the side, wiping off bits of bark, leaves, and sap. She snapped off a branch and approached Death. "We'll have time to find out what happened later, for now we need to see if we can move Death. She poked the cocoon with her stick, which basically disintegrated on contact. Sam almost screamed. "We can't just leave him here," she muttered, staring at the inky blackness with intense concentration.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What would Death do...</span><br/><br/>She snapped her fingers. "All right! I have an idea. We'll form five teams, four to go off in each direction, and one to stay here. The four scouting groups will return in an hour or two, or when they find something. After we've all regrouped, we'll send everyone except for a small guardian squad back to whatever shelter we find. What do you all think?" Her last sentence was directed mostly towards Hatsu and Adeline. In her head, she wondered what Death would think of her plan. A deep rumble resounded through her consciousness.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'Tis a sound plan, little one.</span>Ahriman's rough earthquake of a voice said.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Thanks. But that doesn't really help me out much. I kind of took charge here, so everyone's going to be expecting me to live up to Death's leadership...</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Worry not. I have faith in you.</span><br/><br/>Sam sighed. It was weird, having her demon finally approve of her and actually treat her with kindness. His reassurance did little to calm her nerves. She looked between each of the Hunters gathered briefly before taking another deep breath to try and steady her growing anxiety, then hopped in place a few times to warm up.<span style="font-style: italic">At least I can't tell if I'm shaking from nervousness with it being so damn cold,</span>she thought.