"Sure, yeah, go do that." she said, and administered a delightful swat to her rump to get her motivated "Hope you don't mind sleeping all close and cuddly with me tonight."<br/><br/>And then there she was in her weasel-y goodness, starting right in on the snow below her.  Having a natural proclivity in this form, and having done this more times than she could count, digging down under the snow didn't take much time at all, ears back and focused on clawing her way into and through the snow.  Down deep, then leveling out, and then she just had to make space and reinforce the ceiling.  All good things, because surprisingly snow was a good insulator, especially when you use your oversized cloak in addition to...<br/><br/>Done after a quarter-hour or so, she popped her head out of the opening, ears twitching as she glanced around like a prairie dog, trying to spot her Shield.  So far she trusted her, found her quite loyal and honest... and she'd hate to have to track her down now and figure out what her Heart's Blood tasted like.  She'd scurry on up to her wherever she was, to see what she'd gotten done... assuming she saw her anyway.<br/><br/>(OOC: It was Wings Spread to Sky, a Crane Style charm (name may be wrong, but it's an MA charm nonetheless of the Crane Style)